Tommorrow is the two-year anniversary of my brother's death. It still makes me incredibly sad, and still angry at a universe with rules I do not understand. 47 is too damn young.
I have found Warren Zevon's song "Keep Me In Your Heart For Awhile" tremendously comforting. If feels like an anthem, a sacrament; something my brother would have written to the four fabulous women in his life if he had only had the chance.
He still remains in the hearts of many.