June Seventeenth

June seventeenth. For those of you who don't know, June seventeenth is the day that my brother died. For those of you that do know, that calendar date still takes your breath away. You wake up and maybe for a minute you forget what day it is, or maybe you know from the start. Regardless, it never skips your mind. Since that day four years ago, you sometimes feel like your standing in a bright red dress and the rest of the world is flowing fastly past you in black and white. You still can't believe your eyes and you don't want to believe your mind, for that reality just can't be true. It's like you were skating along just fine in life and then WHAM, you get broadsided and everything changes. And it changes you as a person too. Yes, everything happens for a reason, but rarely do we understand that reason...I still don't. But I've tried to give up on discovering the reason why such a great young man was taken way too soon. So today, say your silent prayers and smile that tearful smile. Know that he's still with us everyday and that his love is never lost!