I lost Another brother. Steven Hancock. It crushes me that your family will never again feel your hugs or see your smile. This pains me, as time continues it seems this is becoming more of a trend as this isn’t the first brother and sister I have lost to their own hands.
I know it is tough and even I have been there… However when it truly clicked that I realized time is finite – with those I love and care about. That there will be a day without me – and that terrifies me. We need to fight to live as long as a can. We only get one shot at life – then we pass on to whatever is next. When it is my time to go – I want the largest family tree I can have to send me off.
Unfortunately, I know others will follow you. You will not be the last, but for those that stay awake at night. Fighting those demons that whisper to join them. Reach out. Talk to someone. Remember, we are warriors and a member of team. This team will always have your six.
