Some moments in life fade with time, but others stay etched in the heart forever. Losing my brother was one of those moments—a phase that reshaped my family and left a memory I will never be able to say goodbye to. I still remember the late-night phone call, my mother’s trembling voice, and the sudden shift in our world. His absence changed us, but his presence continues to live in the memories we carry. This phase didn’t just pass—it became a part of who I am.
