I'm numb. Grieving. Unexplainable, inexpressible pain entered into my life and the life of my family yesterday morning.
My brother, Nate Mansfield, died.
I feel like this is some horrible dream that if I pinch myself hard enough, yell in my head loud enough, I will wake up, call him on the telephone, and hear his voice.
But reality sucks.
I will never hear my brothers voice again. His cackling laugh, his amazing smile.
It's all so hard to take in, to process.
And so I grieve. I don't have the energy to do anything else, nor do I want to.
Please pray for my family. Our rock is Jesus Christ, and our faith remains in Him. Like my dad said, this isn't the time where our faith gets tested, this is the time where our faith gets proven.
I love my brother so much and will miss him so incredibly.
Nate, I love you.
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