My protector is gone. Javi. Javier. Tío.

Tears streaming down my face as i type this, struggling to see through the blobs of salted tears.

My brother. My little brother. My only brother. Youngest of us all was called away.

A pain in my ass most time than not but my pain. Our pain. You hated to love him but when you needed him, he was there.

Everyone tells us he's in a better place, he's no longer in pain, he's finally at rest ... but he's not.

My family and I dont have the means to lay my brother in his final resting place.. and so I'm taking a chance and opening my mouth and asking, begging if i must.

We need help..

From the top bottom left and right of my family's heart, we thank you for even taking the time to consider