Still Lost

It's now been a year since he died. A year knowing I will never see him again. A year wondering how this could have happened. It just doesn't make sense. I miss him so much. I still feel so lost. Lost and empty. And angry.

Falling

So, last time I posted, my brother was sick, very, very sick And this time, he is dead. How does a young man die from an infection in 2019? He lasted until April, but just couldn't fight it anymore and now he's dead. It's been nine months, nine long months, and I still cry for him at the oddest moments. There is so much that happened and so much hurt during his illness and death. It is just hard to even fathom the depth of the sadness he left. He's gone, and I will never see his smile, hear his laugh, or feel his presence again. I miss him.