the summer of 2007.

This has been the worst summer. On June 17, 2007 my brother passed away. It is now late August and I am still coping with his death. People say to me that things will become better as time passes. However, I wonder to myself when I see his picture or recall a memory of him, the grief that is deep down inside me. My life has made a 360 degree turn around. And just like Willie Wonka opened the door to his factory for the whole world to see, I open the door to my world.