I could tell you many sad stories about my brother and his addiction, as well as my own, but I choose to remember the laughter and not the tears. The pain and heartbreak of just typing this little article makes me so sad that I physically feel my heart ache with emptiness. For that reason this will be short because I know he wouldn't like to see me suffer. When he died, I lost myself, for quite a long time. My mother will probably never be the same, and it deeply traumatized my entire family. All I can say is: Youare my friend! You are my baby brother and my only brother! I miss your laugh! I miss your funny sense of humor! There will always be a void in my life, and I will do my best to always fill it with fond memories of you, and I have many. This world is cruel and hard and I know you are finally happy and the demons of your addictions can't harm you anymore.I know when you are near and you help me through hard times. I love you James.