by Brooke Ninni Matthews My name is Brooke Ninni Matthews, a 40-year-old housewife with two children. I live in Reading, Pennsylvania. My family and I have had three losses within six months: my mother (JoAnne Ninni) on August 10, 2011; four weeks later, my husband’s mother on September 8, 2011; and exactly six months to […]
Category Archives: Adult Sibling Death
Am I Like My Daddy?
posted by Peggy Sweeney
by Marcy Blesy “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” So says Ecclesiastes 3:1, an often quoted verse. In theory it’s easy to understand. There is a right time/reason for everything, but when you’re a child and your dad dies it doesn’t make a whole lot […]
The Climb Out Of The Valley
posted by Peggy Sweeney
by Judy Haughton-James A new year is here and I seem to be on an endless climb out of a valley. I found myself tossed into this deep valley following the deaths of two family members. At times, I have felt the stress of it all which has made me listless and weary. However, I […]
The “Perfect Death” (adult sibling grief)
posted by Peggy Sweeney
by Emily Paquette It seems almost like an oxymoron of some sort speaking of death and the word perfect in the same sentence. But it’s also interesting how uncomfortable death makes people, and how uncomfortable many people become when the death of someone is brought up. I know this first hand since my brother passed […]
Born with a Soul Mate; Living on Without Them
posted by Peggy Sweeney
by Linda Pountney Twinless Twins Support Group International My identical twin sister Paula died unexpectedly as her small plane crashed into the Atlantic Ocean one Thanksgiving night. We were 21 years old. With the same genes and a shared history, we functioned as a unit growing up. Having our own language and each other as […]
Not a Walk in the Park (sibling suicide)
posted by Peggy Sweeney
by Ben Sharples My older brother, Paul, committed suicide on September 23, 1999. It was definitely the most devastating thing I’ve ever experienced. He and I weren’t particularly close, but that didn’t matter. Losing him felt like losing a limb. After the initial shock – which was considerable – subsided, the grief set in. For […]


