I'm beyond sad to have to say that today cancer won a very long and hard fought war. My sweet, loving brother died this morning after an extremely long and painful fight with neuroendocrine cancer.
He suffered more than I can even attempt to imagine. While I'm heartbroken that we will not be together again on this life's plane, I'm happy that he is relieved from his pain and suffering. I loved him dearly and the loss is more than painful, but it would be selfish and cruel for me to have wished him one more day. I prayed he would be released from the body that was failing to protect him and from the ugly cells that were reeking havoc upon him.
Now, I pray that he is at peace and that once again he will be in the arms and care of our parents.
To say thank you to all of you who messaged or posted words of support, love, or encouragement would be to fall short. Sometimes, this thread and you were my only escape and were a lifesaver for me. I thank you from my heart and wish you all the best of health, happiness, and peace.
As I've said several times, the only words that matter are the "I love you's." I'm happy to say that those were said a hundred times in the past 24 hours and were the last words I said to my brother.
Peace and Love to you.
"FYC"...Find Your Cure!!!!
Cancer has taken too much from me. I refuse to give it anything more, including my hatred.