Missing my brother. Feeling lost

My little brother died unexpectedly in his sleep on November 21st, 2016. He was only 30I found his body when I went to tell him some good news. My momma tried to perform CPR but he was gone. I'm so lost. I've never been away from him this long. He and I were different in many ways but alike in many more and we complimented each other well. We had a bond. It was much like a a Force bond that some Jedi share. I was able to experience some of his more intense memories. I never physically saw what he did but I could describe what he saw in perfect detail without him having to tell me one thing. We were incredibly close. I was closer to him than any other person in my life. I'm extremely close to my momma, best friend and a dear friend if mine but nothing like my brother. I have no idea what to do. Just getting up in the morning is a struggle. Dealing with my chronic pain and anxiety is rough enough but now? I just don't know what to do. I'm trying to stay strong for my momma's sake. I haven't cried hardly at all. I just feel so lonely without him. My momma and I have had SO MANY friends here to support us and that's made such a difference. My brother touched so many people. My brother and my friends are basically my momma's "adopted" children (she has about a dozen). We've had someone here almost every every day. We talk about my brother, Cam, and laugh. I feel like they are my connection to my brother. That's been therapeutic for Momma and me. But I am so lost without him. "Time heals all wounds" is a lie. This hurts more as time goes on. I don't know what to do. Does anyone have any advice for me?
I'm sorry for the long, rambling post. I'm a great writer but right now I can't even think straight at all.
Thank you all for letting me babble.
Everyone have a wonderful day. May the Force be with you.
Sarad. 💖💗💜💗💖