and it was so sudden.It was a car wreck that got him.He was thrown from the car and just layed there in a field and died.No one was ready for it, it just came as such a shock.But it didn't really start to hurt until after.You see for as long back as I can remember my brother was never that denpendable. He would steal from my family, lie to my parents, and do drugs.After he dropped out of college my mom ended up throwing him out. No one really got along with him after that.Somehow he started to change.He accepted God in his life, got a great job, and enrolled back into college. As a matter of fact he had less than a week before classes started. He was helping his friends, being nice to his family, and asking forgiveness from the ppl who he had done wrong. Even then some of them would say no to him, not fully believing in his sincerity. After he died everything changed.I lost my big bro. My superman.I felt like a bird with a broken wing, that kept on trying to fly but just couldn't get off the ground.If my brother ever taught me anything whether he realized it or not, it's that we are the only one's who can hold ourselves back. Don't blame the world for your problems are your set backs. You define you and in the end YOU ARE YOUR ONLY COMPETITION.

I'm so sorry to hear about your brother, my thoughts are with you all during this very rough time.