On the evening of Friday, May 5, 2023, my brother, John Wildman died. He was 71. Every day we e-mailed each other except for once or twice a number of years ago when he’d had a heart attack and then my sister-in-law reached out to inform me and keep me posted. This is one of the few photos of my brother I have. I think he must have been in his 30s, but I don’t know.
My condolences, Amanda. Your reflections on John and your sibling relationship are beautifully poignant and have prompted me to do some reflecting myself. Wishing you solace, and a positive springtime.
Beautiful piece, it truly honours John and reading between the lines makes me sure he was very proud of his little sister. I bet he enjoyed those memories as much as you did and you have kept them alive. Makes me smile.
My condolences, Amanda. Your reflections on John and your sibling relationship are beautifully poignant and have prompted me to do some reflecting myself. Wishing you solace, and a positive springtime.
Thanks Steve
Beautiful piece, it truly honours John and reading between the lines makes me sure he was very proud of his little sister. I bet he enjoyed those memories as much as you did and you have kept them alive. Makes me smile.