I’m still in denial on losing my baby brother. It feels like a dream I just want to wake up from. He was/is my best friend, my strength, my partner in crime, my angel, my everything. I’ve never experienced a death this close it at all. Grandparents yeah but that’s expected. I planned a whole life and already lived a quarter of my life with him. It’s hard living in an unfamiliar realm. A life I’m not used to living. It at most feels unfair continuing on. But… I know he wouldn’t want that. I’m not the same never will be knowing half of me left with him. All I can say is love yours. Cherish the time you get to spend with those that you love. The last time I was with him I had the time of my life and was already planning for another trip to cabin. I pray for strength, I pray I one day figure out the meaning along with my purpose. It’s deeper than comedy/skits and social media. I have a mission to fulfill and I will do so until it’s time for my soul to reunite back home with my loved ones. I don’t want much… just pray for me. Please…. Pray for me.<3
