[Andrew, Jr.]

SuperFemme,

You are right. A terminal illness is a test. I know from watching my sister and her husband. How he would gently hold her when she cried, or when they were told that there was no chance of survival. The tears.

Or when one of our siblings would hold her head while she was having the after effects of chemo, experimental drugs, or stem cells and wiping off her face with a cool wet wash cloth. The love is just so obvious. It is tender, sweet, loving, and so bonding. Until you experience this love, you really never know what love is about or how deep it can be reached in your heart and soul.

It isn't about bravery or courage. It is about love. That is what life is really about. Some haven't figured that out yet, and may never. Thank God it isn't our issue.

Namaste my sweet, dear sister,
Andrew