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On 4-20-2008 my brother Mark collapsed in the Flying J Truck Stop, North Platte, NE and died shortly after in the Emergency Room of the Great Plains Regional Medical Center. We all knew Mark was on a fast track to the other side if he didn't recieve a liver transplant. He was on the transplant list and time was running out. But it wasn't the obvious that took him from us...no...an abdominal aneurysm was to claim him on that day. I still remember.
On 4-20-2010, I was writing a memory note of my brother on my Facebook page when the phone rang. Caller ID revealed it was Mark's widow and I felt immediately awed that she was calling at that precise moment. Expecting her to chime in with my amusement that we were both thinking of Mark at the same moment, I was quickly even more awed in the true reason for her call.
Katy had died around the same time I was typing my memory note on Mark.
Who was Katy? That is a question I wish to take some time to answer. When the tears in my heart quiet, I will return and reflect on how things all seem related, like ripples....we all ripple in each others lives...waves or currents or ripples that ebb and flow, leaving patterns .... some that stay to prove movement has occured and some that disappear, uncaptured, like a spirit very few ever see.