Beau is my brother, that will never be taken away from me. The one story I'd like to share is when I  was suffering with deep depression in high school. I had lost a friend from a horrible motorcycle accident, 2 of my best friends had moved away, and to top it off, I had headaches everyday due to what was later diagnosed as a cyst in my sinus area. One day, it had been too much and I was sitting in our room (yes, we shared a room), I was crying and Beau walked by. He stopped and looked into our room. He saw me distressed, and came in and sat on the bed next to me. He didn't have a huge vocabulary, but he knew how to be a big brother. He put his arm around me, and pulled me close. He held me tight while I cried. Soon, I felt better and I stopped crying, it was only then that he knew it was okay to go about his business. He meant the world to me, and I know I meant the world to him. I will never stop loving you, Beau. You are the best big brother, even if you are no longer with us. I know you are in Heaven enjoying every minute of being free of the disability you had on this earth and no longer suffering from COVID. I will see you again one day, this is not goodbye, it's just see you later.