my older brother who’s now passed, always called me “doodle”, short for doodle bug. My mom & I took a trip to Catalina last year & she said “smile doodle!”. I instinctively smiled like I’m a 5 year old again. No one had called me that since my brother died and seeing this picture reminded me of that

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image showing my older brother who’s now passed, always called me “doodle”, short for doodle bug. My mom & I took a trip to Catalina last year & she said “smile doodle!”. I instinctively smiled like I’m a 5 year old again. No one had called me that since my brother died and seeing this picture reminded me of that

repeatingocssfc on September 22nd, 2020 at 17:19 UTC »

The grief never goes away, but it turns into a great appreciation for those we lost, and a gratitude for the time we had with them. Thank you for sharing, it made me smile!

fuckenshreddit on September 22nd, 2020 at 17:26 UTC »

Life is complete chaos and we have no control over anything in the end. I think of it as this insane rollercoaster ride with your loved ones with a giant mat at the bottom. The ride's not entirely safe and your friends might fall off, but you just gotta enjoy the hell out of that ride because it doesn't last long. Then when you get off, your friends are waiting for you at the bottom and you get to tell them all the loop-di-loops they missed

WafflingAbout on September 22nd, 2020 at 18:06 UTC »

Are we just not gonna talk about the two dear fighting to the death in the background