God weaves lives together in mysterious ways sometimes. Just when we need them, new people come in and make things better, help us through the trials at the moment or become the family that we never knew we were missing.
The unfortunate part of humanity is that many times, the people we treasure the most are the people we take for granted the most. We always think that there is going to be more time later...and sometimes later never comes.
It's been more than 4 years since I last heard Mark's voice, saw his smile, was the recipient of much teasing (as a younger "sister" is rightly due). I wish for a lot, but mostly just one more smile and hug from the man I came to cherish as a brother.
Today a few more tears are springing forth, for a brother lost too soon, for the kids that lost a great Dad and a wife who lost her husband and friend.
Grief is a winding road that sometimes never ends.