My brother fought a good fight. He returned home from a 6-week stay in rehab and overdosed less than 2 days later. He left a wife, parents, and a niece and nephew (and sister) behind. We are devastated.
I truly hope that he is not remembered for his struggle with addiction, as that does not define him. He was the best uncle I could have ever hoped for to my children. He was smart, funny, and so much stronger than he knew.
I miss his smile, his laugh, and his quick wit. I miss watching him play with my children. I miss him.