The best things about the shiva were my brother’s friends. For this, and for many things, I thank you all. You celebrated his life. This is what shiva should be. You helped us see amir through your eyes. Helped us make his life more… alive. Helped make us *more* proud. We talked about him with love and joy and hope and promise…. It was what shiva should be. I think that is when healing starts. I could see the path my brother had been walking a little more clearly, and the path stood there more clearly for his having walked it.
