Both my husband and I were very sick with Covid 2 days before Christmas Eve 2020. We both were taken to the hospital January 1st 2021. I stayed for 9 days, my husband stayed 2 1/2 months until he passed away 3/9/21.

We were together since we were 15 years old–high school sweethearts. I can’t stand living without him … I’m just existing. To this day, I still can’t believe he’s gone. So awful this disease came into our lives. So Heart Broken …

Today was the NY Book Launch & Reading at a lovely venue called Q.E.D. in Astoria, Queens. A group of us came from Washington Heights to support our friend/neighbor Ed as he read aloud his “Who We Lost” chapter of wonderful memories in celebration of his husband Jody. For some of the authors in this community it was the first time they’d met one another in person rather than on a Zoom screen. I feel blessed to have been there to watch those hugs, and to have been a part of the event. Thank you. I am going to set aside time to read each and every one of your chapters. You, and your loved ones, aren’t forgotten.

Today was the Who We Lost book launch and reading event in New York City. I wanted to read about Bobby and Mom but could not take the trip. Instead, I tuned into FB Live from Citrus Springs, Florida and watched others read stories about their loved ones who were taken by Covid.

Many of the authors have become my friends over the past few years. It was nice to see the faces of Martha, Ed, Kim, Mary, David, Marlene, Rima, Pamela, and all the others. Because of them, I know their loved ones. I never met Jody, Robert, Johnny, Rami, or Martin, but I know them.

David read on behalf of Marlene and himself. Marlene and I both know the pain of losing a brother. I imagine taking the stage was too difficult for her today. Rima knows the same pain because she lost her brother Rami. I felt Rima’s sadness as she tried to stop herself from crying. Every tear signified her love for Rami.

Losing a brother is more painful than I could have ever imagined. I never thought about life without one of my brothers. I hate life without Bobby. I hate that he was stolen by the virus. I hate that he died on the floor alone. I hate that such a kind man was taken in the cruelest of ways. He didn’t deserve to go out like that.

I hate trying to exist knowing Bobby is not here and he isn’t coming back. Rima and Marlene must be feeling the same. Rima works tirelessly to honor all loved ones lost to Covid. Marlene makes time to advocate in between caring for her elderly mom and taking care of her sweet granddaughter, Amanda. I suppose that is what we do now. We work hard to make sure the world knows our brothers and how special they were. We memorialize them, we advocate, and we honor them by carrying on their spirits of kindness. We do anything to distract ourselves from feeling each moment that comes with the unbearable pain of losing our brothers.

Today was “The Who We Lost” book launch and reading in Astoria, Queens. All the poignant and heartbreaking stories of collective Covid losses helped to advance our inner healings. Our readings were carried out in a safe, supportive and compassionate environment among others who understand the pain of grief. Much gratitude to Martha for bringing us all together and to all the writers for their courage in sharing their stories.

That day.
That horrible day.
That excruciatingly painful day.
That never can be forgotten day.
That never wanted to happen day.
That never imagined day.
That last goodbye day.
That grief came to live with me day.
That mourning is obvious day.
That it wasn’t just a cold or the flu day.
That day when the unimaginable decision was left to us to release you from your suffering.

Yet it was …

That I love you beyond life day.
That I will carry your love with me forever day.
That I will always honor your memory day.
That you will never be forgotten day.
That we have lived out, lived through and fulfilled our vows of love and commitment to each other day.
That thank you for inviting me into your life
and sharing that life with me day.

And …
That our souls, our spirits, our energies and our love will find each other again in some other way, in some other place, in some other world, in another dimension day.
That “love is eternal”day.

That “I want to be brave just like you” day.
You can go now … and you did.