Its sad that I have to write about you after you having passed on.
I wish things turned out differently - but sadly they are this way. I wish I had cherished you more whilst you still lived. Right now I wish a whole lot of things and my wishing is just in vain.
You were a brother, like a father to my son - who misses you dearly and doesn't understand anything about death, a son to my mother. I am grateful for having shared your 31 precious years with me, we were not always together, but I always knew I had a brother who had my back.
I remember our fights, the brick games we used to play - I could write a book about our experiences, but yet again it would be an orbituary. I am glad that you touched so many lives - you made your mark. You shared your dreams and visions with not just me, but with a whole lot of people. You were not afraid to try - you were a REAL opportunist.
Thank you for having touched my life and many others - As of now I stop mourning your death and start celebrating your life. There is just so much to say about you, but I will let you rest now.
Love always - your sister...
