Life is a Bitch

I buried my younger brother 2 weeks ago. He was 59 years old. He and I were super close down through the years but about 3 years ago we had words and let things get out of hand. Last summer I went home and we made peace with one another. Back to normal, would talk 2-3 times a week. Run home for a day, eat supper, spend the night head out next morning. Really hard now knowing whenever the phone rings, I have no chance of it being his voice on the other end.
If you got a family member you were close to and had a falling out. Make amends, it is worth it! Sooner or later, we all run out of time.!