I learned on March 30, 2009 that my younger brother perished in a house fire in Detroit Michigan. Thankfully we believed that it was the smoke that ended his life. My brother's body wasn't consumed by fire, and he looked so peaceful according to my mom and brother. I am struggling with this because ironically 2 years and 27 days earlier I learned that my only sister lost her battle with breast cancer. I am a minister, husband, father, brother, son and uncle. I have those that look up to me for strength. I truly feel so alone, and yet I am happy because my brother died doing his job as an uncle to protect his neice. I need help in coping with this 2nd death in 2 years.