He would light up a room. He had such a booming voice. He was my little sisters best friend. The hurt I feel is for her especially. They were just babies, starting off a great life. 12 years in our family. He was the best uncle to my son and my neice. He was superman, batman, and EVERY super hero combined. Their relationship was what everyone aspired to be like. He was taken way too soon. He is missed every moment of everyday. I pray my baby sister makes it through, cause if it's THIS hard for me, I can't imagine her hurt. I'm trying to give her time, but it's hard. I want her to know I'm here and I need her too, but I know everyone grieves in their own way, so I'm trying not to pressure her to see me.