B.F.

Brandy Fiske.

There are days when I truly do not understand why the good die young.

Brandy was the sweetest girl, who had recently received a lung transplant. She had been given the gift of life. And then it was taken. The dream was dangled only to be given and taken back.

I know I do not see the master plan. I do not claim to be the master. I do know she is with the master. But I don't understand why, when eternity is forever, God takes earthly life from some so quickly. Granted, Brandy is in a better place. Much better; where she never has to worry about her lungs or cystic fibrosis.

It is those left behind who suffer.

My heart is with my sister, her friends, and family. <3