Everyday...

Dear Brother,

I miss you. Oh, babe. I can't explain to you (or anyone) how alone I feel (at times) on this earth, without you.  It's hard to be the one left behind... I need my family: my mother and my brother. I feel like my heart is going to burst out of my chest.

It's hard not to question the point of it all... life, death, suffering, pain... I promise you, I wish this wasn't real... I sit and daydream about how this could somehow Not be real. You are still here. You have to be...

My baby, my precious brother. I miss you so much. I miss everything about you. People would think it'd get "easier"... or at least that's what "they" say. I often wonder who "they" are. It's not easy babe - not by a long shot. It's HARD. Everyday. It is Hard. I want to talk to you. I want to be with you. I want you to live... to do all the things you wanted to do. I want you to be with your little girl. I want her to know you. I love you so much. I love you. I love you. God, I love you.

You know that, Brother. You just know that I love you - with every ounce of my being.

Forever yours,

LaCrea