My brother will always be young...I wish he were here today...I miss him more as the years go by, although the grief has softened to a weary sadness, and trying, at times to remember whether he was alive for this or for that...
I am so sorry for your loss. He will still live within you for as long as you live, and there is something to that...something about still "being" if alive in the mind/heart of another.
Now, I am truly growing old, and my parents are gone also, and some old friends...others, the world changes, remains the same,
But now, my own children are grown and a grandchild comes running through the world to remind me that this is a way of bringing moments of joy back again...making things seem new again...laughter and tears...let your grief run wild and your heart break and mend again...