Today marks the 45th birthday of my late brother John. He snuffed out his life at the young age of 29 in a horrific motorcycle accident.
It's been a little more than 15 years since I lost him, but the pain persists, and my heart aches now as it did the moment I heard the news...
I can't help but think how different life would have been had he been able to persevere through the turbulence in his life. How different would life had been had he survived, and I would not have had to live the rest of my life having to endure his incredible aching absence...
John, I am praying for you, and I trust that Our Lady got you home... the daily Rosary insists that She will be with us at the hour of our deaths...
I hope to see you again my dear sweet brother!!!
Please say a prayer for the repose of his soul...
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