I would like to leave this story as a reminder to us all, mostly myself that life is precious and life is worth living fully every single day.  On February 6, 2011, I lost my friend, my mentor, my critic, my brother.  Vance was the world to me.  I didn't always make him happy, but he was certainly proud I was his little sister.  I share with my husband stories of our younger years and years not so long ago when Vance had to be that big brother even when I was in my early 40's.  I sat with my son, who to Vance was so very special, from the moment Wayne was born, Vance asked me on the day he was born, how anyone could fall in love with someone after knowing them only seconds, as he did with Wayne.  He and Wayne had the very deepest respect for each other as men and a great love between them.  Wayne had just come from visiting his dear friends, visiting them at the hospital after giving birth to twins on February 6.  Wayne was showing me the picture of his friend holding one baby and Wayne holding the other and a wave of deep emotion came over me as Wayne told me how very perfect this new little baby boy and new little baby girl was.  He said "Mom, how weird that I was coming through Grants Pass today to see you and it just so happened to be the day Katy gave birth to the most perfect twins and I got to hold them" and I said and yes it is also the day your uncle left us.  I said how very perfect that on this day it would take 2 perfect babies one girl and one boy to come into your life on the day your uncle left ours.  Wayne said, wow mom that is amazing how all of that comes together and yes it is.  So as a memorial to my brother I can only say as I sit so often crying missing him and needing his guideance and love, I have to remember there is a natural process of evolution and it must be the way it is and there are reasons we may not understand but maybe we are not supposed to.  I miss my brother every moment of every day but I hold him and his every memory in my heart and soul.  I love you Vance.