Who would not be moved by this piece? You strike a delicate balance between grieving in your essay and offering us a concrete sense of what it felt like to suffer this loss.

You were so young. How can the young make sense of such a thing. We all grieve with you as we read this. We recognize that today you derive strength from the memory of your brother, but that the loss still hurts.

Very brave of you to write about this. Beautiful essay.