I think the hardest thing about losing someone isn’t saying goodbye. I think what’s hard is learning to live without them. On this day last year we laid my brother to his final rest. I know I say this a lot ...but a peace of me died with him, and truly I’ll never know if I’ll be the same me again. This has been hard for our family. And only time can heal what happen. For now I’d like to think he’s waiting for us in heaven with our lord and savior. #suicideprevention #flyhighjulio #foreveryoung












