I lost my brother this weekend.
He suffered from a rare brain disease. I will miss him, but he is better now and is in God's hands. He is no longer suffering. WE all have our time, and this weekend was his. His body was not functioning as the way he wanted. He couldn't talk, and his ability to walk and do everyday normal things was extremely compromised. He is much happier now, and I know I can talk to him anytime I want. He is near and listening. I just need to open my senses to see him and hear him speak to me. So far he is quieter than my dad.