22 years ago today my brother decided that death was easier than life.
That sounds harsh, but it is not really something you can sugar coat.
I know he's never coming back.
I know we will never know why he did it.
I still cry when I think about what a waste it was.
It will never hurt any less. You just learn to handle the pain.
He hated school, but wasn't stupid.
He loved cars, but never got his driver's license.
He adored our nephew, but chose not to see how his life would play out.
He loved our sister, but chose to not stick around to see her married and happy.
He was loved, but never understood how much.
Wherever you are Robbie, I hope it is everything that we couldn't give you here.