Birthday musings...

...an open letter to my brother

As you celebrate your 51st birthday, your body is misbehaving, serving as a home for a very nasty cancer. My thoughts are constantly streaming towards you, thoughts of comfort, of healing, of love, and of life.

I feel a sense of frustration that there doesn't seem to be a solution, a cure, or anything that I can do to help other than to continue to tell you that I care. I can only imagine the frustration that you must feel as you live with this dreadful disease. I hope that you can feel the love and caring coming your way from all of us, family, friends, acquaintances, and your dear dog Zipper too.