My Brother passed away today. I was thinking that I am strong and prepared, but after getting the news everything seemed like a shocking incident. I have already missed him so much. I wanna hug him, he was a good man, a good father of a 4 years old daughter. Life is not fair. I talked to him last week for the last time, and I told him how much I love him. He said that he is going to be OK again. It really breaks my heart when I think how much he wanted to stay there for his daughter.
I know that many of you have same experiences, but it is quite different when it happens to ourselves.