My brother, Ron Jr., passed away last Saturday in his sleep. He was only 40, just four years older than me. I’m trying to return to my life after a week of shock and an array of emotions. I miss my brother and wish things could be and could have been different. The tragic experience has been hard but in many ways it has brought the rest of my family closer together. I’m still trying to process things, but there is one thing I know that I know and that is every single moment is precious.

I am reminded even more of why I am involved with Asha’s Refuge. Thank you all so much for your prayers. Thank you volunteers for stepping up and pulling together to help to make things run smooth in my absence. Thank you my sweetest daughter Kaitlyn and church family for providing meal after meal for my large family. Thank you Deborah Eaton, my dear friend whom I greatly admire, for taking lead and helping to pull things together. Thank you my sweet friends from all over the world for your prayers, your love, your “I’m Sorries” and your sympathy. I love you all and I’ve missed you Big (as one has said). I’ll see you all soon.