Today I thought about how much I miss my brother who passed 14 years ago. I was down for awhile but then I start to remember how funny he was and I start to laugh and felt good. Allowing my memory to bring him back to me as I loved to see him. So when I feel sad for someone I miss I try to remember the good times we had together and I feel happy that at least in spirit I can still see him and be happy. Our pass is what it is a pass but our memory is always available to bring back the people we love who are not around anymore.. Have a great evening

By Tyrone Garcia