tuban_muzuru on Nostr: Status: grief, I suppose, without the sorrow. A shaft of light in the forest. Called ...

Status: grief, I suppose, without the sorrow. A shaft of light in the forest.

Called my brother's widow, went to voicemail. Left a message, just one of my famous Nothing Calls - that's what my mother used to call them. I'm the one who stays in touch, the rest of my lunkhead family appreciates the calls but never feels up to calling me. Which is okay.

Missing my brother, like a tongue feeling for a missing tooth.

One of his images from Colorado, his favorite place in the world.