You always called my a brother , My brother-in-law, Gaje, passed away due to his illness leaving both sides of the families devastated. Although we were fighting against all the odds, we all had so much hope that Gaje would make it given his positive attitude and great will power. He had the will to survive and had so many reasons to live for. I can’t emphasize enough how much we prayed but nothing worked, absolutely NOTHING! For the past couple weeks I’ve been trying to unravel all these questions in my head, particularly, why this happened to him. He was a young, happy, and healthy person so full of life with so much energy. He had a rare illness that turned up just a few months ago, one with no cure and very little treatment. We all prayed for a miracle, but not even the best specialists in the country could save him. No one could have saved him, except maybe God himself. It’s safe to say that my belief in God was shattered the day I lost my brother-in-law. I am not sure why our prayers weren’t answered, perhaps this was all part of God’s grand plan, or perhaps Gaje was way too good for us and he went on to do bigger and better things in his afterlife