Losing my brother has never been something easily discussed for me. Words, spoken or written, simply can't do justice to the true emotions and pain that lie beneath the surface. The sharp sting slowly fades but the deep ache remains. Unfortunately that deep pain and emotional chaos become comforting because it's what has filled the void my brother once occupied. Learning to not have that theme carry over into the different corners of life has been challenging. While Ive always known my brother would want me to live in peace, for some reason it wasn't always powerful enough to overcome the grief and odd comfort that internal war and pain provide. Jake, I'll do my best to honor you by living the best way I know how. I'll take care of things here and you do the same up there. Happy Birthday, Jake. I'll see you when I get there.