Well its been 7 months tomorrow since my brother Mike died. He just turned 32 a week before his death. It is impossible to believe its been 7 months. I feel like nothing has changed in way of my pain and grief. I keep thinking this week about the day he died and seeing his body and getting the call. I know that he is at peace and that makes me glad. I also know we are spiritual beings living on earth and leaving is going home. I just cant seem to get past the fact that i wont see hime again until i die as well. It is so hard to move on. Life keeps on moving on. My family is devastated all the time. My other brother seems to just keep to himself and about his pain. We were so close before mike died and sometimes i now feel like mikes death had distanced us because of our diffrent ways of dealing with our pain. How lopng does it hurt this bad???