I lost my baby brother 26 years ago. He was burnt to death by an intruder who also robbed of the money he was saving to come to Florida to visit for about a week. Instead of having him visit we had to place his ashes in the Gulf of Mexico.

I stil cry over him when something reminds me of him.

My mom passed away in April of last year from lung cancer. I find that I still miss my brother much more than my mom because it was my moms time to go and she isn't suffering anymore. I'm afraid… Continue