This was a thread that I always thought I would look back on in better times... they didnt come.
Today, I held my brothers hand and body as he died. He was 51. I'm going to go to bed tonight crying... but tomorrow I'll wake up and kick life's arse with a bike ride.
Tough times are around us all... but please take stock and think what we each and all have... health and love... and then smile!

