Thank you all, but I was so lucky to have him. He never complained - even once - during this ordeal and, when he could not longer speak, was always giving us a "thumbs up" to let us know all was okay. He was the strong one. He always placed our well being first. My mind keeps reminding me I can't feel sorry for myself. I had so many wonderful times with David, especially during this past year, but my heart doesn't seem to be listening and I just cry and cry. I tell myself I am crying for him, for all he's lost, for his wife and daughter and their years ahead without him, but I know he is in a better place with no pain, where he can speak and drink water until he thirst no more. I know his wife and little girl with make it - he showed them how to be strong, and we will here to help them always. So, I suppose my tears are for me and they seem to have no end. Of course, if I know David, he is giving me the "thumbs up" signal, right now, from above. So I will smile to him, keep wiping the tears, continue to put one foot in front of the other and strive to remember the blessings hidden within this horrible disease.
I will be back soon, hopefully stronger and able to help all those who have shared your prayers, kind words and tears for my beloved little brother. My heart reaches out to each of you.
Tonya