Missing (cont'd)

We're going in to day 3 that my brother has been missing. I am trying to maintain as much hope as I can that he's okay, but with every passing moment it gets more difficult. As my mom said last night, it's a journey of ups and downs.

I asked my mom last night if I should fly home to NJ to help search for him, but she said there's not much for me to do so I should stay in Florida. I feel helpless, scared and worn out. The only reason I slept pretty well last night is that I haven't slept well the past few nights.

I've been trying to hold back the tears when I'm around others but it's getting more difficult to do that. It would be easier if I hadn't lost my oldest brother to suicide. My fears for Andrew are there and very real.

I've been hanging out at my church a lot lately, just trying to be around people and not stuck in my apartment dwelling on what's going on.

I think the greatest thing that has come out of this situation is the outpouring of prayers and support. People have reached out to me from all areas of my life and I really appreciate it.

All we can do now is hope and pray.

Please keep praying and sharing the photo on my Facebook (seen below).