My brother died last year. We were best friends. I was with him when the illness started and when the diagnosis came. We had a few short months when it seemed things were going OK. Treatment and surgery were behind us and it seemed only good days were ahead. That lasted 6 months. Then we learned it had spread. Metastatic. I googled like crazy. Average life expectancy with his diagnosis was 4 months. He lived almost 4 months to the day. My heart is broken. I miss him so much. I cant believe life goes on without him. Such a smart, kind and funny human. And now all is quiet. I don't think I can do this.
