On January 19th I lost my best friend, my brother to a seizure in his sleep. I went to his house every weekend to play cards and get our kids together. I called at least 3 times a week. He was the only one who understood me. We always laughed so hard together and he always knew the right things to say. I miss him so much. I'm either sad or mad anymore. I cry all the time and I'm lost. I put my faith in God but I'm so emotional. I love him so much. Easter was horrible and everyday gets longer…