my brother finally gets buried Tuesday in a military cemetery since he was the disabled son of a disabled ww2 vet.

we spent the weekend deciding what to put on his headstone. Cross, name, DOB, DOD, "Dear Son and brother."

I keep thinking there are no more tears, but more tears come anyway, especially when I look at his picture of being only 16.

I will be so relieved Tuesday getting him in perpetuity resting place buried with Mom and Dad. I cannot thank enough the Veterans that helped us with getting a spot in the military cemetery where my parents are buried as he was disabled before he was age 18, so my brother had a VA case number. So much pain with turbo cancer after the effing vax.

Plus so much trauma with a disabled vet. So much pain. I guess the pain never ends because you can't go back and change anything or fix it?💘😰🙏 But I cannot get even one person to tell me what they think really happens after we die, other than we are Christians and have Christian beliefs.

Prayers for your beloved brother's burial service, on Tuesday, to go well and to bring you some healing. I believe that your brother and parent's souls are in God Almighty's heavenly Kingdom. Living free from the sins of this world. Restored, renewed and loved. The wonders and glories of heaven are endless so I have faith they are alive and well there. Living in ways we can't even conceive of. 💕