Today is a hard day. Exactly one year ago, my brother took his own life. He was 33 years old and seemed to have the world at his fingertips. He had a great job as a military contractor, a girlfriend whom he had just introduced us to, and a loving family.
Keith was such a fun person. He was often the life of the party and had a joyous, infectious way about him. If you were his friend, he would do anything for you. He would definitely “have your back” if he trusted and respected you.
He also had some rough times and we know now that those rough times probably were the result of some kind of depression. How tragic that he couldn’t ask for help and didn’t feel that life was worth living. We just hope that he has finally found the peace that he longed for, and that he is up there looking down on us. I miss him and what he brought to our family terribly. Rest peacefully brother-I will see you again someday.