After the painful loss of my brother to gbm in July after a 14 month battle , I miss him dreadfully, I replay his last few days of life over and over in my head. I picture him in the cold ground, I replay seeing him in the chapel of rest, these images just don’t seem to go from my head.
He was a warrior who fought hard and never lost hope, he was a inspiration and we had lots of happy times and I have great memories of him but I just feel angry because he had to suffer and had so much pride it was horrific seeing him bedbound , with no mobility. I lay awake thinking he told me to live life well and don’t ever regret a day coz it can be snatched away in a instant- let’s take my brother advice and live life to the full and cherish our loved ones.
thanks for sharing Sadlife 11.
You're right- carpe diem! Seize the day!
Sending you love and light and hugs
Wee Me xx
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