I Miss My Brother!

I miss Osakwe. I am still surprised made it this far in life without his physical presence. When he was murdered a huge part of me died with him. I couldn’t brush my teeth in the morning without breaking down into tears. I couldn’t have imagined a day would go by that tears didn’t well up in my eyes or breathing become difficult. I know that GOD makes no mistakes but I still battle with this. Osakwe was a promising young man who had so much to offer the world. He was loved by so many yet snatch from this earth in such a horrible way. I am thankful that I was raised to believe in GOD…Know GOD. Because there is no way I would have been able to endure this without a relationship with a higher power.
I’ve always taken solace in the fact that we always made it clear how much we appreciated each other. I believe he did that with everyone. It was so hard to go from talking to someone daily to never again. Every time something goes on in my life one is my first thoughts is how I wish I could call my brother.
He’s my angel now. I feel his presence & I am thankful for that. I am so grateful for the relationship we shared. He taught me things I will forever remember. He gave me so many laughs that warm my heart and give me comfort.