Two years ago I was sitting at home. I was wearing a pair of dark grey sweats and my favorite Mountain Dew T-shirt. I remember getting the call I answered from my brothers cell phone, I was no way prepared for the news his wife had for me. She told me that he had died and then told me to hold on that she would call me back in a minute. Tim was standing there and I dont remember which of my little ones where down in my room, all I remember was hitting the floor and the tears flowing free down my cheeks. I called my sister in law back with hoped that the call was a mistake to be told be her she was being questioned and would call me back and she asked me to contact the rest of te family. I remember calling my moms phone not wanting to be the one to tell her the news. She had already gotten a call and I then was asked to call my other sister. I called her and told her the dreadful news. That week I spent scanning pictures and putting together a sevice I can remember everything! I remember every feeling of regret and sorrow. Its been two years as of the 15th and I must admit the heartbreak is just as bad if not worse.I was going to pay rent the other day and walking right down the street from dads house a young man was walking he was wearing a blue Superman shirt and was about the same hieght and build as my brudder, and for a quick moment I was hopeful that the last two years was just a bad dream. I decided to go to dads and visit for a few and have a cup of coffee. I cannot express the sorrow my heart still feels. The memories is what gets me! I wont be able to make anymore with him and I feel robbed! I dont know if its hurt or anger that gets me still. I know it drives me whenever i hear certain songs. I just wonder if my heart will ever heal?