Dearest brother,

I must have brought you great shame to say such things. It's just, I feel that you are my only confidante. When I think of you, I somehow feel such sweet comfort. It really seems as though you are in the clouds, for the softness of their image transcends into your being. You are my Angel.

Kalan, I've been having foreboding fears. I'm so afraid. I do not know whether I am being silly or..or something terrible is to happen. Is there something ominous over the next horizon? I couldn't bear another tragedy!
 I seek peace to lay these fears to rest, some form of comfort to tell me that everything will be okay. Nights pass when I panic over the possibility of losing them, of losing life. I'm not crazy, I'm just so afraid..fearful of God's will.

Thoughts haunt me, they turn each corner and inquire: Is it me? Is it them? Is it now? I shouldn't be so ridiculous, I know. But I've become some neurotic coward. I love you..but please, let no one take them away. Let everything be alright, as fine as it can be with all that has happened.

Are we the fools, dear brother? The simple toys of God who play no part?
Send me faith, loan me strength.

And know always, that I love you.