still not back

october 9th always resonates and reminds me. Any other date in October and I forget all about it but if you say ninth after october it comes back. i remember the flight, the outfit, the thoughts and the exact joke that was made. It was a long drive to the hospital, all three cramped into the front of the truck.
Once we arrived i saw my mom numb and crying with pills and shock. I sat with my friend and waited for it to be over. I would not go into the room. A million aching hours later we headed back to the truck, back to the road but never back to normal.

Im remembering my brother today.