I remember the infinitesimally thin, yet impenetrable barrier that kept me from reaching my brother Mike. This palpable feeling led to some kind of acceptance when I wrote this journal entry. It is odd that I did not complete the final sentence. I can’t, for the life of me, remember what my resolution was.
Memories of Michael
And “powerful” is how I felt too when I read these words and saw Mike’s picture.
Oh, it was palpable!
Thank you, Adelaide.