Missing him.
As most of you know, my brother, Zachary, passed away January 20th, from leukemia. I am so thankful I got home to see him alert & all before he left us. But I must say this is the hardest thing I've ever been through. I can't even begin to describe the emotional pain I've been in. I know he is in a better place, in no more pain or suffering, but it still hurts more than anything. It's so hard to fathom life without him, as my family centered everything around him, & I liked it that way. I loved him so much & was so close to him. He truly was & is my inspiration. He had set-backs his entire life, but he never let that stand in his way, he never cried or complained. I didn't even realize how many lives he had touched- at his wake he had more than 450 people, & I was told over & over how much Zack impacted them. I know I'm strong & will be fine, but I think it's going to take awhile.
The article about him in my town's paper.