Hi everyone! It seems as though death comes in pairs or three's. I was my older brothers care giver. He was diagnosed with colon cancer in July 2011. The surgery was successful, however in late September he was diagnosed with Esophageal Cancer and died in November. My husband Jessie was right there with me(through my brother and mothers/2009 death). My Jessie was was my everything. On March 3rd he was thrown @7 feet from his work truck and hit his head. He was unconscious by the time we got to the hospital. He never opened his eyes. He died on March 7th. The holidays are the absolute worst. I miss him so much. Will this sense of loss and pain ever go away?