I still had so much to say to him.In the Fall of 2012 my brother died. I could accept his being gone, not seeing him anymore or doing the things we used to do together. But the worst part of his dying was the unfinished conversation left in his void. So I talked to him in my head. I called to him, cried for him, prayed for him, and I wrote to him. Letters to My Brother is about my journey through that first year of mourning. Peppered with song lyrics...