I feel like I've been a ghost these past few months. Truth is, it's been a very depressing year.

On March 24th, my Brother passed away from a sudden heart attack, while sitting at the bedside of my dying Mother. The medical staff tried to revive him, but after 20 minutes, he was pronounced dead. The thing that was most distressing about that was I was in the room too....the whole time....holding my mothers hand. Even though she could not communicate any longer, you could see her eyes clouded over, she knew exactly what was happening, and there was no way I was going to leave her.
Four days later on March 28th, she also passed away. My Mother had Cancer of the coccyx and lung cancer. She had never smoked a day in her life.

My Brother was 52 and my Mother was 82.

May they be at peace.