My heart goes out to all of you that posted losing a brother and a father. I lost my father in March of 2008 to cancer in a matter of 6 months and then suffered the tragic murder of my younger brother in February of 2009. Tears still run down my face as I type this post. My life has never been the same. My younger brother was 5 years younger than I and throughout life I carried him under my wing. I can honestly say that I lost a huge part of my heart. My relationship with my father was pretty distant but his illness brought us closer and to reconciliation. For that, I am grateful. As for my little brother, he was only 27 and didn't deserve to die that way. His murderer is still on the loose and I hope that he has sleepless nights of torment for the rest of his days. My brother left three beautiful children behind who will never get to experience the immense love he had for them. I miss my brother terribly and time doesn't seem to heal the pain I feel. There are good days and bad days. At times a numbness overcomes me putting me back in a state of disbelief....
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