He died a little over a week ago at the age of 36 and they did tests to see cause of death. Still no answer and they said it can take up to 2 months. He was so young and it was a huge shock for everyone but especially DH and DH's mom.
When I was a kid I always wanted an older brother and then I finally got one only to be taken away several short years later. It's hard to move on when you don't know cause of death or anything like that. All I know is the story that his girl friend told us of how she found him which doesn't make a lot of sense. I asked his roomate how bil was found and he told me a completely different story so I'm confused. Why are people lying? Why were there police questioning everyone in the building?
I went to his funeral last week and before that went to see him to say goodbye and now I just feel really depressed and I have trouble sleeping. I also feel guilty because we had a fight the last time I spoke to him and I said some really mean things. He was always very forgiving. I hope he knows I'm sorry and I didn't mean what I said.
I just miss him and his cheeky smile. He had so much coming up. He was going to get married, take a huge trip to europe, etc... It all just feels awful.
