my brother finally gets buried Tuesday in a military cemetery since he was the disabled son of a disabled ww2 vet.

we spent the weekend deciding what to put on his headstone. Cross, name, DOB, DOD, "Dear Son and brother."

I keep thinking there are no more tears, but more tears come anyway, especially when I look at his picture of being only 16.

I will be so relieved Tuesday getting him in perpetuity resting place buried with Mom and Dad. I cannot thank enough the Veterans that helped us with getting a spot in the military cemetery where my parents are buried as he was disabled before he was age 18, so my brother had a VA case number. So much pain with turbo cancer after the effing vax.

Plus so much trauma with a disabled vet. So much pain. I guess the pain never ends because you can't go back and change anything or fix it?💘😰🙏 But I cannot get even one person to tell me what they think really happens after we die, other than we are Christians and have Christian beliefs.

Oh CM, you have received some of the warmest, most sincere responses to your question and my prayer is that one day, you will know that you know that you know, and that you will be able to answer that very tender question to someone who is also searching🙏🏻You are so beloved here, take heart. May the Holy Spirit continue to comfort you and shower you in His grace, which is wholly sufficient💞😇🙏🏻🕊🐸