Hang in there. In time it will hurt less.

So sorry for your loss & your brother-in-law's illness.

Hwaling vibes on the way! 💗💗💗

Thank you.

For the loss of your father. May his memory be a blessing. Best wishes to your BIL for a full and speedy recovery.

other family members. Just listen to your niece.

the "What Dad wanted" questions regarding the funeral.

I'm not Catholic, so I'll be just a guest. It's painful, though, to see some siblings being bullied. And Mom says one thing to one person and something else to another.

Just as apparently Dad told everyone at different times that he wanted them to speak as part of the mass. But not all are allowed. I'd understood that Dad's wishes about this had been recorded. But it turns out they were not.

Anyway, I guess it will work out somehow. I hope. Thanks for your reply.

I can only tell you that I am thinking of you and all of your mentioned family. I wish you all comfort, peace and celebration of the joy only you have known together. That last part is a wonderful and powerful launchpad to, "I honestly don't know what." What I can say for sure is that our memories will always stay behind.

Peace. Healing Power.

"Lawns"

Thank you for that and your supportive words.

Peace to you and yours.

I hope that time will bring peace. May your happy memories of him keep his spirit alive in your heart.

Thank you.

On your loss.

to you and your entire family.

My little dog died recently and I am still devastated, my dad died suddenly last year and I was still grieving him.

I hope you handle it better than I have.

since everything reminds me of the ones I have lost...the holidays will suck due to this and Covid. No fun.

As I mentioned, it's causing a major problem in my family at this already difficult time. Thanks Drumpf!

Please take care of yourself the best you can. I know it's hard, but I hope you have friends or family you can rely on for some emotional support.

I lost my mother due to pancreatic cancer, so I can identify with the load you all carried. May the good memories carry you through the grieving process. Give special love to your mother, as I'm sure she is exhausted and has lost a part of herself.

Deepest wishes for a successful recovery for your brother-in-law and his battle ahead. The medical field constantly makes significant progress in all kinds of diseases and let's hope this is one of those.

I guess there isn't an easy way to lose a loved one, but some ways take more strength.

Neither my brother-in-law, my husband, nor I are believers, so we can't turn to God. We have to look to medical science and to one another for support.

Jim would turn to mother nature. Being unable to enjoy the great outdoors would weigh heavily on him, even if he weren't facing such a difficult battle.

I know too many who claim to be Christians, but obviously don't have a clue what a Christian is.

However, He's always there for you. I've always leaned more toward God helps those who help themselves. I don't use Him, but I occasionally lean on Him when things become too heavy.

My parents died six weeks apart to the day. It was a comfort to believe they were together, as Mom was afraid if she was alone.

Take this miserable period one day at a time and the load won't be unbearable.

But one of the things that is in my Cons column about religion is that, days before she died, my super religious, bible-quoting grandmother was not comforted. She was very fearful that she hadn't passed God's test and would go to Hell.

My religious sister and I did our best to comfort her and assure her she was going to Heaven. It made me angry that her religion put that idea in her head .

I mean, she was from a family that had been in Virginia since the 1600s. Racism was in her DNA. But I know she didn't see that as a problem in her God's eyes.

My dad passed in 2012. Still hard.
Hugs, peace and comfort to you.

Thanks for the hugs, peace and comfort. Right back at ya.



For your dad~
For my dad~
For all the other dads~

about health, especially about cancer. Some days I'm overwhelmed with the conviction that my body is just a super-incubator for all manner of disease ready to explode at any moment.

After my father's pancreatic cancer diagnosis, my husband Kenny’s brother, Jim, was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. And soon after, my mother’s only sister died unexpectedly.

After my father died in October, on December 26th, my brother, died in a tragic accident, falling to his death, witnessed by his two young adult sons.

The following Spring, my dear, sweet husband was diagnosed with a highly aggressive case of prostate cancer. He has had surgery, radiation, and is now enduring multitrack ADT.

This February, one of my mom's two surviving brothers died (the third brother, my young uncle, died at age 14 bone cancer. I was 12--Mom was very Young when she had me soon after her own mom had a late-in-life baby boy), and my best friend's sister, age 55, dropped dead of a stroke.

I'm more stressed than I have ever been in my entire life, and I was never exactly zen-like. People say take things one day at a time. Around here, all we can manage is one minute at a time.

Trying to wind this up somewhat gracefully, but to no avail. It's after 9 a.m. and I haven't slept yet, so please excuse my self-centered reply and abrupt departure...

Do take care and I hope he turns a corner soon. Cancer is a foul beast.

Excellent descriptive phrase for it.

I hope he gets better soon .