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The 14th of April is here, and it never gets any easier. My little brother was taken in a car accident from us. He was only 25 years old when he died. There was never a man out there that was as good as he was. He lived each day like it was his last, which is why he has left such a lasting impression on people. He always took the time to talk with people. He never rushed anyone. He even made time to call and bullshit with me on Saturdays to chat with me. I miss him terribly. He was a great man. I wish I had more time to talk with him and just hang out with him. He was years ahead of everyone else out there when it came to living life. His faith was unshakable. He never backed down from what he believed in, but he always listened to someone else's perspective. He was a much better man than I, but each day, I try to be better than I was the day before. I know I have a long way to go to live up to what he was. I love my brother, even today. His name is Shawn, and he will be forever missed. The world became a lesser place the day he died.
