I miss William, my "brother" every day and as long as I have to live. His loss is devastating, unjust and he irreplaceable. We know each other since many years, since I used to live in Birmingham, but kept close (as much as we could) after I moved to Scotland. He was the brother I never had, the friend anyone could dream of, the always caring parent and husband for every lived one around him, the good engineer admired and trusted by his employers, and the good man and Christian, God could be happy sitting on His right. William left behind a painful void in everyone's life, his unaccomplished simply human plans and dreams. He will be missed by everyone close to him, or knew him or only heard about him. I am carefully chose my words and I am far to commit sacrilege, but his death is unfair and unjust and the least expected by us. I can only conclude that we humans have plans and dreams, but God is the only one, making them true or wiping them away, for reasons beyond our comprehension. I cannot help crying each time I remember him. And I just can't help myself, I keep remembering him daily, waiting for his call, calling me in funny names (Kish), but always ready for help or small talk, when no one was available to share. I miss you brother, I cry your absence and honestly I wish I would be the one, taken by God, not you, I would leave no one behind, you left a world missing you.
I will always miss you, love you. One day (who knows how soon) I will see you again. Please God, take care of him.
Amen