25 years

This May 2 marks 25 years since my little brother Jacob died.  I also realized that Brigham and Joseph are exactly the same age that I was when he died.  They are way too young to go through something like losing a brother to cancer.  I really don't know how my  mom could bear it-- not only losing her son, but also being helpless to protect her other children.  I never really thought of it that way before.

I still miss you, little buddy.