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When my brother Bailey was killed last year it was Mitch, my older brother, who helped my Dad identify his body at the scene of the crash.
Bailey’s injuries were pretty bad so they identified him from two tattoos on the back of his legs – they read Mum and Dad.
I just remember sitting screaming on the side of the curb with Mum.
Others have told me since that locals will never forget the sound of our cries.
People ran from everywhere to help, and they did – they saved his friend Josh who was badly injured but survived.
But nobody could help Bailey.
A local lifesaver tried to revive Bailey, gave him CPR until the paramedics arrived at the scene.
We, as a family, have never gotten over the horror of that night.
We go there most day’s, sometimes light candles, and just try to be with him. We all would give anything for just one more day with Bailey.
Mitchell took Bailey’s death very hard. We all knew he was struggling but we thought he was getting through it. None of us saw this coming.
Now he’s gone too. He took his own life on my birthday last weekend, in front of our photo memorial for Bailey and the urn with his ashes.
In Mum and Dad’s house. They now struggle to walk back into the house and haven’t been able to find the strength to stay there since the weekend.
My birthday is never going to be the same again.
Our lives will never be the same again.
The last 18 months since Bailey died were insanely hard. We’ve all struggled but having Mitch die like this is like having a bomb thrown at us – we just feel blown to pieces. We don’t want to go home, don’t want to go to work, can’t think straight.
Life was just starting to get back on track.
Mum and Dad were starting to do things for themselves again – they were starting to live the way Bailey would have wanted them to.
I honestly don’t know how my family is going to get through this and I hate asking for help but we are going to need a lot of it if we are going to get through this.
We need to take time out and find a way forward. And we need to put on a funeral for our beautiful, funny, selfless Mitch.
My Brother Mitchell Sibraa had the most infectious sense of humour. He always had the time for anyone and everyone.
He was only 22 when he decided life without Bailey was too much for him to bear..
Mitch had a beautiful partner Tahnii and two little girls.
Indii is 2 and she loved her Daddy, she is obsessed with him.
They spent last Friday together drawing rockets, playing, laughing. His baby girl Amity is only 10 months old.
I haven’t thought too much about the funeral as I don’t want to believe it.
Tahnii and the girls are a big part of our family and we will continue to help her financially in every way we can and never have her needing or wanting for anything.
This is the most tragic thing to have to go through. No family deserves this not only losing one member but two in the space of 18 months is heartbreaking and paralysing.
My parents need me to be strong and I need to look after them, they are not doing well in this time, it’s everyone parent’s nightmare.
Nothing can bring my brothers back but maybe this will help a little bit with this nightmare we have found ourselves in. Thank you so much
Soraya Sibraa
Bailey’s injuries were pretty bad so they identified him from two tattoos on the back of his legs – they read Mum and Dad.
I just remember sitting screaming on the side of the curb with Mum.
Others have told me since that locals will never forget the sound of our cries.
People ran from everywhere to help, and they did – they saved his friend Josh who was badly injured but survived.
But nobody could help Bailey.
A local lifesaver tried to revive Bailey, gave him CPR until the paramedics arrived at the scene.
We, as a family, have never gotten over the horror of that night.
We go there most day’s, sometimes light candles, and just try to be with him. We all would give anything for just one more day with Bailey.
Mitchell took Bailey’s death very hard. We all knew he was struggling but we thought he was getting through it. None of us saw this coming.
Now he’s gone too. He took his own life on my birthday last weekend, in front of our photo memorial for Bailey and the urn with his ashes.
In Mum and Dad’s house. They now struggle to walk back into the house and haven’t been able to find the strength to stay there since the weekend.
My birthday is never going to be the same again.
Our lives will never be the same again.
The last 18 months since Bailey died were insanely hard. We’ve all struggled but having Mitch die like this is like having a bomb thrown at us – we just feel blown to pieces. We don’t want to go home, don’t want to go to work, can’t think straight.
Life was just starting to get back on track.
Mum and Dad were starting to do things for themselves again – they were starting to live the way Bailey would have wanted them to.
I honestly don’t know how my family is going to get through this and I hate asking for help but we are going to need a lot of it if we are going to get through this.
We need to take time out and find a way forward. And we need to put on a funeral for our beautiful, funny, selfless Mitch.
My Brother Mitchell Sibraa had the most infectious sense of humour. He always had the time for anyone and everyone.
He was only 22 when he decided life without Bailey was too much for him to bear..
Mitch had a beautiful partner Tahnii and two little girls.
Indii is 2 and she loved her Daddy, she is obsessed with him.
They spent last Friday together drawing rockets, playing, laughing. His baby girl Amity is only 10 months old.
I haven’t thought too much about the funeral as I don’t want to believe it.
Tahnii and the girls are a big part of our family and we will continue to help her financially in every way we can and never have her needing or wanting for anything.
This is the most tragic thing to have to go through. No family deserves this not only losing one member but two in the space of 18 months is heartbreaking and paralysing.
My parents need me to be strong and I need to look after them, they are not doing well in this time, it’s everyone parent’s nightmare.
Nothing can bring my brothers back but maybe this will help a little bit with this nightmare we have found ourselves in. Thank you so much
Soraya Sibraa
Organizer
Soraya Paige Sibraa
Organizer
Mountain Creek QLD
