What mainly caught my eye was the “I am older than you now.” these words weigh so much; I lost my brother last year. He was 41 years old. He was the oldest, seven years older than me, sadly I never saw him for nine years before he passed because of a family dispute, drugs changed him, and when I wanted to take action against his addiction, his words were, “We won't ever sit together by a fire ever again.” I left home and started a new life 2000km away, I wish I had handled it differently, but I was about 18 or 19, not sure; I had this arrogance and pride. Im more mature now and wish I could turn back time. I dreamt of him a few times and wished I made peace instead of blocking him out of my life.
The lesson I learned is never to carry too much pride when it comes to family.

I am sorry for your loss. I am.😔