There are times when I wish my brother were still here and could help me. I'm sure that anyone who has lost a loved one has felt something like this before. I wonder how some things could have been different if David were still here to talk to. I wonder what answers we could have come up with together. A part of me can't help but feel robbed of being able to still talk to him.
At times I wonder how things would be different with him still around. Would I have to deal with some of the problems that I am now? That have come from his death? Would similar problems have simply come later? I probably will never get such answers to these questions. I suppose that I must learn to live without them and try to figure out how to live life with how things are.
In memory of my beloved brother
In memory of my beloved brother, David Bieser: I want to remember him as laughing and happy
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