Your brother had passed away due to an illness, at only 25 and you were torn.

He was your big brother, the one person you could look up to no matter what.

And being Maori, at his funeral it was a custom to perform the Haka in honour of your brother.

Your first time doing it without him but his best friend, Jordan Riki aka the second row forward for the Brisbane broncos was there.

You had tears in your eyes whilst performing, your movements were strong but shaky, you were trying to keep it together, to get through it.

By the end of it you were crying your eyes out, breaths uneven and body ready to collapse in exhaustion - you hadn't slept through a full night since he passed.