It haven’t had much to say, since my brother John died. 
He was 2 years older than I, in a pack of many kids, we were closest in age.
He always referred to me, as his ‘little sister’.
In this last year, I called him often. He did not want to be asked how he felt, so I usually started the conversations with, ‘do you remember when?’
‘Do you remember the tents we built with the red blanket?’
‘Do I ever!’
Masterful backyard overnight structures were erected with a red blanket, a baseball bat, some bricks and plenty of nails.
He was always fairly intense, opinionated and bossy. Our mother described him as having a ‘short fuse’. I could not guarantee that he would not pick on me, but it was always a safe bet, that he’d never let anyone else pick on me.
Together this June, I was aware, that there was a possibility that when I said goodbye to him, that it could be the last time I saw him.
In our last phone call he said in a matter of fact way,
“Live your life and I love you”
In loving memory
John Stuart Fisher
3-18-57 to 11-11-18
…and I the little sister, have been blessed.
What a lovely tender tribute to your brother Ellen – you remain in my prayers dear friend.
Thank you, my friend. Love you.
I think of you often. Know you are hurting. Praying for you. Miss being with you. Love you bunches.
Thank you so much, my dear friend.
How sweet a moment your last words with him. A treasure for sure for the rest of your life. I grieve with you for the loss of a loved one. I just saw this so I am late in providing my condolences. You are blessed and grateful yet grieving. All are emotions given to us by our Creator and all are known to Him. I am so glad we saw you this September but sure wish I could give you a hug right now. Take care, Dear Ellen.
Thank you so much Kathleen, your words are a hug straight to my soul.
Having also lost a brother, my heart goes out to you. A lovely post in remembrance of John. May your memories offer you comfort.
Thank you, Arden. I appreciate your comments.
My heart goes out to you, Ellen. It sounds like you have many wonderful memories of growing up with him. Sending huge hugs your way.
Thank you so much, my friend. Looking through the old pictures was a joy, appreciate having them.