A Night to Remember Bobby

I've always prided myself on my ability to overcome anything, and as such, I lived by the mantra my mother and grandmother relentlessly recited, "I won't drown in a glass of water." The thing is, this isn't a glass of water, it's a whole ocean, and I never really learned to swim. When I got the news that my brother died, I told my husband, I don't feel like someone else died, I feel like part of me did. Bobby was part of me. The best parts. I consistently referred to him as my conscience. He kept me kind, he kept me strong, he helped me keep my impulsiveness in check, he told when to apologize, and when I was justified in being a butt. We breathed the same air, thought the same thoughts. We were one in the same. We always said we could get though anything together, but he left me. I know nothing in this world must hurt him as much as the fact that we aren't going through this together. He was so much to me, and to others. He was a friend, confidant, a gentle soul, a brother, an amazing brother in law, the closest thing my kids had to a father for most of their lives, an uncle who lived for his nieces and nephews. He was so much more than I can ever begin to understand to a lot of people. I love my brother beyond words, and I want nothing more than to honor him the way he deserves to be honored. To do this, I need help friends. Bobby's circumstances were not normal, and because of this, his services will be well beyond what I ever imagined. Bobby spent his entire life trying to bring us all together, and I'm hoping you can find it in your hearts to him bring us together one last time. Please help me give him the "see you later" he deserves. I refuse to say goodbye, he will live in forever in my heart. I may also go crazy and just start talking to him, but that's a me problem. < HE would have laughed. I love you guys, and I appreciate any help you can give. Thank you so much!