My Mom called this morning to tell me my younger brother died. I was in shock. They are going to do an autopsy, but we suspect it was a heart attack. I'm only 19 months older than him and we were always close. The deputy sheriff said that he was lying peacefully on his bed. When I was calling my other siblings I told them I had bad news and good news. After telling my oldest brother about the death, he said, "So what's the good news?" I said, "The good news is that he didn't die a slow painful death of cancer." Blessings to you. Enjoy your family while they're here.
Added side Note: Phillip suffered from schizophrenia, a mental illness. Please click on the link on my right side bar to learn how you can change the stigma of mental illness, even if it is only your own view.