Crazy how life gets you..

I lost my brother four weeks ago. It feels like just yesterday we were joking around at Joy Luck harassing each other like always. This time it was about me missing his birthday. And how he was going to miss mine because I missed his. I don't think any of us ever expected him to really not be there. But now I sit here and realize my brother isn't going to be at any of my birthdays, he's not going to meet the man I marry, he isn't going to be an uncle to my children, and most of all we aren't going to grow old together and harass each other about who can roll faster in our wheelchairs. It hurts to know that I don't have someone to back me up anymore, but I know he is here with me everyday. Maybe not the way we all would have preferred him to be but he is here. And I feel closer to him now than ever before and we were close before he left. Now he knows every aspect of my life, and I have already seen him working things out for me from the other side. Everyday I miss him, but everyday my faith in the Lord's eternal plan becomes strengthened and I know I will get to hug my brother again, and we can bug each other once again. Somedays it hurts. Someday it just plain sucks. But I know my brother eternally has my back. So thank you Taylor for everything. For being my rock, my best friend, my gleaming example of the atonement, my protector, my listener, and most of all for being a loving and understanding brother. And thanks for what you are you are doing now for me. Only you can see how much it means to me. I love you brother.. And i will see you soon!