Hi!

My brother was 25 years old when he suddenly died almost 2 years ago, no real explanation to his death, no warning that he might leave, he just left during the night, never to return.

I am still haveing a very hard time without him...

But I take comfort in some things.

Before he left he had met the love of his life, he was at a peek in his life, he was happy the last time I saw him alive, and I got to share his joy and future plans and despite our dugin sibling rivalty and stormy history, I for once supported something he would choose for himself and that was important to him.

It makes it so much crueler he was snatched away, but it makes it more bearable at the same time...

I so hope, you got to share your brothers last days, or that you will atleast find the strength to cling to the good things he stood for. The good things you might have shared. And cling on to the other people he left behind.

I don't think the pain will ever leave, and it will have to take it's time, but you will laugh again, maybe even at the same time you are crying, and your happy times will stretch longer and longer as time passes.

I will pray for him, and you! I share your grief!

/Manko