Tobias Brekke

Still missing you, brother. - Sheree, miss you too. Hope you're getting along. - Frank Scotti

In the telling of our experience, to someone who is listening, we search for a way to make sense of it. It is the job of the human brain to make sense of what we see, through whatever lens we choose to see the world. The chaos of tragedy and grief is disorienting. Even when we have come undone, broken apart by the heartlessness of whatever terrible thing has tried to destroy us, we strive to put out shattered selves back together. The pieces do, eventually, fall together, because they have...

You are not forgotten, Tobias. Your kindness and life lessons live on. Thank you for all you did in this world.

As you travel this planet, from miraculous birth to sacred death, grief will come. It will saturate every cell of your body. It will drown you in your own tears. It will blow a hot wind that burns your will to live to a pile of ashes that will be carried into oblivion by the next gust. Or a cold wind that erases every speck of who or what you thought you were. Your grief may come down as an avalanche that crushed you with enormous boulders of pain at the start and eventually tumbles smaller...

I miss him everyday. Sometimes a hummingbird will fly right up to me, and I know it's him saying hi.

The world sill misses you, Tobias.

My heart is so broken to learn of this horrible news, especially so late. I was fortunate enough to have Tobias assigned to my daughter in the NICU for 7 weeks as one of her regular nurses. From the moment we met, I knew he had an incredible, unique soul, full of life, wisdom, and passion. He told my husband and I that our daughter had done this before, that she was calmer than most and seemed to have complete awareness and acceptance of her situation, unlike any other 30-week preemie he's...