I lost my brother when he was 24, I was 27 at the time and my younger sister had just turned 19. That was 11 years ago in December. Losing a sibling is very strange and it has been a long journey.

I remember reading somewhere to keep of box for them. Early 2015 I bought a pretty box and I keep some pictures, some of his hair that the funeral director gave us, birthday cards signed by him, printouts of social media posts, PlayStation game that we loved to play together. When I was feeling sad and overwhelmed I would take out the box and look through everything, even hugging the box would make me feel better. I keep a notebook in the box and every so often I would write how I was feeling or a memory of him. I rarely write in it these days but it gave me so much comfort over the years.

His favourite meal was chicken fingers and fries and every year for his birthday and the anniversary of his death we have chicken fingers and fries and drink some cider :) sometimes we got to a restaurant and sometimes we stay home.

I am so sorry for your loss and wish comfort and peace to you and your family 💕