On Good Friday, just a couple of days ago, I decided to watch “The Passion of the Christ,” a movie I’ve watched a couple of times but had not watched in a few years. I didn’t know I was going to get triggered by it at the end of the movie. As I sat watching this movie that tells the heartbreaking story of how Jesus gave up his own life, to take away our sins, I cried as I saw the torture that he endured. It’s such a hard movie to watch. Then there was the scene when Jesus is crucified and says, “I love you, love one another.” I sat there sobbing silently.

My brother became ill April 7, 2020. It was Easter week. That day was the last day we got a text from him. Part of his text was, “I love you, love each other.” Reading the subtitle in the movie was like reading my brother’s last text and it hit hard. It was his goodbye. He passed on April 15, 2020. Our lives were never the same.