#2It's just not the same —
Melenie Miller2016-10-11 00:26
I love my brothers, all of them. My brothers hold a special spot in my heart because I know I never have to fear anything with them by my side. My brother George picked me up off the ground many times and worked his fingers to the bone to make sure me and my kids were well taken care of. He would have done this for anyone who he cared about. I can't really wrap my head around him actually being gone, if I do then a piece of me will truly die too. All we had was each other our whole lives and we never doubted we would always be there for each other forever. I loved my brother with my whole heart. I loved him with love that many people never experience. JFG
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That day you died, oh god how I cried. I cried and cried and cried and cried... cried so hard my tears ran dry.
Your pain is ended but mine still grows. Are you in a better place now? Only heaven knows.
Yet I know this single, simple truth: The love I hold for you in my heart will never fade now that we're apart.
You were handsome and creative and caring and brave and kind and strong. And even in death our bond lives on.
I miss your hugs, your laugh, your smile. I have faith we'll be together again, though likely not for a long, long while.
I've heard so many who knew you say, "a greater friend, you'll never find". Oh my dear brother, you were truly one-of-a-kind.