My brother, Spc. Richard K. Trevithick, was killed in action on 04-14-04 and I can remember it like it was yesterday. It was a moment in time that stood still. I yelled at God and was furious that He would take my best friend from this earth. I did not know why he did that. Every day was a struggle and I began to search for reasoning on my own – without God. I met my wife a few years later and she brought me back to God. It wasn’t until the birth of my son in 2013 that the forgiveness towards God began. God gave me time to heal and called me back to Him by showing me his grace in my Son’s eyes. I can see my brother when I look at my son and it makes me think of him in heaven. God’s plan works! Today my son Richard S. Trevithick turned 3! What a joyous occasion and time for reflection with family and friends. It wasn’t always joyous and wasn’t always easy, but today on Memorial Day I reflect on how God heals all wounds, no matter how big.