Yesterday morning my 52 year old brother died suddenly. This brings back my point that blood is NOT thicker than water. If we want to put a title on it he is my adopted older brother. I am numb. It does seem real sometimes and other times it completely overwhelms me at the thought of it. He was my protector, my friend and a big part of my heart. I know his physical and mental pain is gone and I am holding onto that with all that I have. Family comes in many forms. Not just in a dna form. Always end your conversation with I love you. Do not leave anything unspoken that is important. I will miss my older brother each and every day but I will surely continue to talk to him.