Jerry's Funeral expenses

Jerry is my brother. He was hilarious and so loving. I could be having the worst day but he could make me laugh even when I didn't want to. Always the life of the party.  

The last time I saw my brother alive we were laughing on my mom's porch cracking jokes. I spoke to him Friday night when he asked if I could come visit, but I was too sick. The next morning I found myself standing next to his body in a hospital holding his hand, tube still in his mouth, trying to understand what just happened to my big brother. Trying to understand why.

No mother should have to endure what my mother is facing in burying her son and my heart is broken for her. She cries out to God each day begging Him to take her, too. I wish I could take her pain. I wish I could bring him back. 

Jerry didn't qualify for life insurance, so our family is not only reeling from this horriffic loss, but trying to figure out how to help my mom pay to bury my brother. I come asking for help for her to at least ease some of her turmoil. 

Please pray for my mom and my family. We miss him. We will always miss his jokes and his laugh. He was so funny and so dynamic. I love my brother. He wasn't perfect, but neither am I. I wish for just one more day.