I was recently going through some of my childhood pictures. These are some of my favorites of my brothers and I growing up. We have had our hard moments of disagreements and sibling fighting. However, we have always found a way to work past that and to be there for each other. How I miss my random phone calls from my older brother who is closet to me in age. Lots of laughing and him poking fun of me. Teasing me and wondering when I was going to get a boyfriend/husband. We have shared many, many heart to hearts over the years. My heart aches because I long to know where he is and why he isn't calling me any more. I find myself pushing beyond the tears or holding them back. I know that my God is trustworthy and that He is carrying me through this time. But this is one of the hardest things that I have had to endure thus far in my 27 years of life.
In the almost two years since my brother went missing we have lost two of our aunts, are family has been hit by trials left and right. We missed his birthday twice, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter for the last two years. These are moments we hope and pray that we get to share with me once again. But whatever the outcome I want to know what became of my brother on that day in May 2013 when he disappeared from our lives. You can't have 34 years (27 for me) with someone and then one day not have any idea if you will be able to hear their voice again and not have heartache in the depth of your soul.
This is a sister's heartfelt cry: Please, if you know anything about my brother's disappearance contact someone even anonymously. My family needs answers and closer. If he is no longer alive, we just want to bring him home and to lay him to rest. If he is in fact alive and you know where he is... let him know the heartache he is causing his mom, siblings and the rest of his family and friends.
I hope you enjoy the pictures of our childhood as much as I do.
-Stormy
In the almost two years since my brother went missing we have lost two of our aunts, are family has been hit by trials left and right. We missed his birthday twice, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter for the last two years. These are moments we hope and pray that we get to share with me once again. But whatever the outcome I want to know what became of my brother on that day in May 2013 when he disappeared from our lives. You can't have 34 years (27 for me) with someone and then one day not have any idea if you will be able to hear their voice again and not have heartache in the depth of your soul.
This is a sister's heartfelt cry: Please, if you know anything about my brother's disappearance contact someone even anonymously. My family needs answers and closer. If he is no longer alive, we just want to bring him home and to lay him to rest. If he is in fact alive and you know where he is... let him know the heartache he is causing his mom, siblings and the rest of his family and friends.
I hope you enjoy the pictures of our childhood as much as I do.
-Stormy