"When my first brother died and I received the call in Seattle, it was as if an eagle had reached into me and ripped out all of my organs. I felt a big, gaping hole inside of me-an eternal dark Void. I put tears, memories, laughter, and more tears into that hole, but the pain wouldn't stop."
"After a while, I didn't even realize that I was in mourning. As I searched for my brother, I didn't know what I was looking for; I was just endlessly searching, restless, and dying inside. "
On August 6, 1987, author Ida Hildebrand's brother, Richard Vernon Hildebrand, committed suicide. "Ritchie...
"When my first brother died and I received the call in Seattle, it was as if an eagle had reached into me and ripped out all of my organs. I felt a bi...
