To My Brother

• by Valerie Stewart
• 4 years ago

I lost 2 brothers to guns. I miss them very much. They both died when they were 27, and it put my mom in a really bad head space. I'm very lost without them. They each had one child, but I promise to finish where they left off when they departed from flesh.

• by Lois
• 7 years ago

My brother got put in prison 5 month ago and is coming out tomorrow (21/04/17). He got put in prison for threatening to kill because his girlfriend's mum wouldn't get out of his house when she hit him.

• by Kane
• 8 years ago

My brother died on his 12th birthday in 99. It has been 17 years, and I still think about him every day. I remember asking the nurse while he was on life support if it would be hard to deal with, which seems stupid looking back now, but she simply said it will be hard for a long time. It wasn’t till years later that I realized the reality of what she said. I suffer with mental issues and my father's a functional addict, but i guess in the end life goes on. Rip Cloud 87-99.

• by Dalia
• 8 years ago

My brother Sayan died two months before his 18th Birthday. I spoke to him a week before his death. He died in a coma. He probably didn't know he was dying & that he'd never see us again. Our dog Sam still looks for him whenever we open my brother's room. We have shut the room since he passed away, his school bag, books, his handwriting, breaks our heart. I feel so helpless. He's somewhere we can't reach & that's unacceptable.

• by Leah, UK
• 8 years ago

My brother died in a car collision about a year ago... His name was Shane. He told one of my family members that he had the perfect life. He had a beautiful wife and a daughter only 1 week old. He had his dream job! To teach kids how to play hurling... His life couldn't have gotten any better.

• by Sophia, Germany
• 10 years ago

My baby brother died this year, hit by a careless driver while on his bike. I feel torn to pieces. I regret every moment I could have spent with him but didn't, everything that he asked me to do that I denied him, every time that I didn't hug him when I said goodbye. I can't stop imagining a scenario where he makes it back from the hospital, where I get to hug him and tell him I love him, where he gets to grow up to have children of his own someday, and where we'll still have each other after our parents are gone.
He was my best friend for 20 years and the most important person in my life, and I can only hope he knows it.

• by Eric Kershner
• 10 years ago

My baby brother, John, was pronounced dead on July 28, 2014 at just after 2 a.m. A driver turned left across John's lane to enter their driveway. With no chance to even hit his brakes John slammed into the side of the truck and landed in the bed of the truck. The neck injury blocked any blood from getting to his brain and he died in the bed of that truck. Very sad, 23 years old. I wrote this for him and for myself. When I started riding his other motorcycle, which is one of the fastest production bikes ever, family and friends ridiculed me for it. Until they read this:
'I zip up his jacket and slide his gloves on. His helmet fits perfectly over my head. I start his bike and the distinct sound of his Buell triggers a rush of memories. I mount up and pay close attention to the mechanics of the bike as I press into first gear. I let out the clutch and as I pull out of the driveway I enter the last moments of my brothers life. The wind rushes past me as I appreciate the view of my brothers last moments. I ride by his final earthly destination as slow as I can. I'm at peace. I can feel his presence and it draws a rare, sincere smile from me. He's riding with me. He's riding next to me. I have to lead now and he will follow me forever if I lead myself down the right road. My hero. My guardian angel. My baby brother.'

My ode to my brother. I love you.

Ride on Baby Brother as I will be riding with you.

• by Texas
• 10 years ago

My younger brother passed at 19 in an auto accident 1-8-13. Our lives forever changed when the darkness and sadness took over the night he took his last breath.
Same mother, different fathers, and 13 years apart. The day he was born is still so clear.... my vision getting off the elevator and walking to the viewing area... there he was... TURE Beauty... He was not like the other babies.. Front and Center his bed was the only one facing side ways. From that moment on I had one goal to be there for him in every way possible. Show him LOVE that I felt I never received. At the time it was very difficult be pushed and pulled between two very different lives. I was not happy as a teenager and felt as I was just a problem for my parents. I never wanted him to feel unwanted. When Kim and Derrick came into this world it changed my life for the better it gave me hope, happiness and something to motivate me to be a better person not for myself but for them. He was my heart.

• by Obiechina Nzube
• 10 years ago

My only blood brother was shot dead at the filling station at about 10:49 pm by unknown gunmen. It's very painful for me to believe he is dead. I lost my mum just 2012 and I had no sister, oh God why do you allow all these thing happening to me.

• by Carrie, Phoenix
• 11 years ago

My precious, sweet brother Scott. You passed away on September 21, 2012 and as of that date I have never been the same.
My heart is broken and my life seems empty.
Everyone says you are in a better place and are no longer hurting. I know you are with the Lord, but I miss my friend. Nothing has been able to help me stop missing you.
My heart aches and the tears still sting my face. Even mom, Rick and TJ have a hard time understanding why so much emotion is in me. Sometimes I feel as though there aren't any tears left, then they fall. They fall so heavy, so many of them, so big.
I miss your laugh, talking to you on the phone, having dinner together, watching you with Charlie.
I am struggling. I wish you could come back. Just for a little while. There were so many things we were going to do this coming year.
Come back my sweet brother, please come back.

• by Rose, Hawaii
• 11 years ago

My older brother died four days after he was born. He would have been twenty-one years old on Tuesday. I miss him so much. Lots of times I get really angry with God that I never knew him, that I never got to have an older brother. But I am so thankful to God for giving me guys who are just like older brothers to me. It's really helped a lot.

• by Esme Garcia
• 11 years ago

My brother Juan a. Ayala was murdered in 2007... And not one day goes by that I don't think of him.. I know my tears and my pain can't and won't bring him back but I sure wish I could see him one last time. But I know I am not the only one who wishes this..... but how do I let go? Will I ever? Yea I didn't thinks so..

• by Beckey
• 12 years ago

My baby brother died at 6 months old I'm my very own arms, I was 6 at the time. He passed away by cot death and there was nothing I can do to prevent it. I grieve over him all the time and that's how I try to get over him, as the years have passed I've grown to believe that he's in a safe place and that he's looking down on me where ever I am.
All you have to do if you've lost someone as close to you as I have is do things to keep your self occupied and remember that they are always in your heart, and that you and they know that.

• by Beverly Abbott
• 12 years ago

Tony, my dear brother I miss you. We weren't all that close before you died and that was completely my fault, you've been dead for 11 years now and not a day goes by that I don't regret being lost in my chaotic life of drugs, so lost in fact that I lost everyone including my children, only I had the chance to clean up and put my life back together and start being a part of their lives again but I will never get that chance with you. I love you Tony and miss you everyday!!!!!!

• by Angela Shaughnessy
• 12 years ago

My Brother Hank was killed in an apartment fire in Oct. 2000 we were only 13 months apart and we always leaned on one another so I just want to tell him I think of you everyday of my life and miss and love you so very much. I know you already know that but it has made me such a strong woman. My life is always a struggle but for some reason I always pull thru because I know I have you Bro by my side!! LOVING YOU HANK ALWAYS AND FOREVER <3

• by Elcid Sanidad
• 12 years ago

My brother died on July 7 2012 due to suicide, I never try to tell him how much I love him, if there's one thing I can wish in this world. maybe that is to see my brother and kiss him, and tell him how much I love him.

• by Arkansas
• 12 years ago

My mom was pregnant three years ago with my little brother Aiden. My mom was soo happy when she found out it was a boy. Then a week after she named him his heart stopped beating and she had a miscarriage.

• by Esraa Eldeghaily, Benghazi Libya
• 13 years ago

Awad , for you this name won't move any thing in your heart it's just like any name for you , but for someone else this name is like the best thing that that one knew and that one is me, Awad is my elder brother and I'm proud to say that I'm his sister my brother died 3 months ago. I never thought that I will ever lose some one from my family especially my brother. I never thought that I'm not gonna be able to see him again. I thought that he'll be always in my life, but the bad thing is that we're Libyans and our leader was Al Gaddafi that man was the reason that my brother was killed I never thought that my brother will be killed I never thought that any of my family will die by that way, the last time I saw him he told me that he'll come back in the 15th of August. But in that day he didn't come back alive he did come back in that day but not alive and even after I saw him I couldn't believe what happened to my big brother but I'm so proud to be his sister I love him so much.

• by Jess Wolfe, Bath Uk
• 13 years ago

Hugo. Hugo. Hugo xx that name whirls around my head a million times and still I can not understand... I had waited 9 months for my little bro to be born xx I was even counting down the days ... And then my whole world spun upside-down .... My dad turned up at my house one morning and sat me down on the sofa ... He said " he hasn't made it ... He was perfectly fine and the next his heart just stops beating..." xxx
I will be saying goodbye to my brother before I have even said hello... All I have is one picture of him ... Just one... It looks like he is sleeping , but I know that he is not ... Every night I pray for him and every night I ask god Why Why Why.... I will never see my little brothers eyes open and never see him grow up ...! Why is the world such a cruel place???? That is the question I will always ask!!!... xxxx love you little man, Today, Always and Forever xxx
Rest In Peace, Rest In Peace xxxxxxxxxx :-) :-(

• by Kayla, Florida
• 14 years ago

my brother died when he was two months old and I wasn't even born yet. he was a year and four days older. he died of SIDS (sudden infant death) one afternoon. I've never seen him, talked to him, hugged him or anything. All I have is a picture before he died, his last picture. I miss him so much. I was he was still here.