Loss is never something you sign up. I sure didn’t. I’ve held this blog for years as a way to remember important life events. Loss, as much as you don’t want, is a world toppling event.

April 7th I woke up to find my brother dead. The moments that followed are a blur of crying, yelling, talking to 911, my family, and praying for a miracle. In a night we’ll never grasp and after being sober, it was one moment of brokenness and weakness that somehow cost Joshua his life.

I’ve kept journals and words to myself and plan to go back and backfill our story, but to keep a better account I plan to share moving forward via blogs.




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