This past Easter will go down as the worst day of my life. I lost the only brother I had in a tragic accident. I was soo mad at him I refused to call him because I was soo hurt he never reached out to me or the family more. He was awful at staying in touch, living 3 states away I understand he couldn’t come visit as often as I would like him to. I held an immense grudge towards him I thought I would have the time to hash things out with him and let him know how I felt and how much I needed him growing up to teach me how big of dicks men were but he wasn’t there. Regardless I love him from the deepest beating of my heart and it hurts soo badly to know that I will never have the chance to talk to him again and let him know that I understand the decisions he mad in his life and he was just trying to do his best as we all try to do in this fkn life. I love you Robert. sooo much. My heart is broken into a million pieces but I will celebrate your life and take away from this fkn tragedy that you should never hold a grudge. NEVER.It’s just not worth it. life is too fkn short.