Ten years ago today my younger and only brother Colin died. To say that the experience was difficult and surreal would be an understatement. There are moments from the days and weeks that followed that will be forever seared in my memory. I loved my brother, with the exception of our missions we saw each other almost everyday of his life while we lived together, and almost every week when we didn't. There were times when Colin could be very perceptive about life and there were times when he wasn't. I can't help but wonder what he would make of the crazy times we are living in now. More then anything I miss our conversations.