My Brother, My Friend

         Life is full of challenges. Some cause heartbreak, while others bring happiness. A lesson to be learned is to better oneself. Even now, it's my turn to step up to this challenge.
         My aunt was diagnosed in 2002 with Multiple Myeloma cancer. It was in an advanced stage. Third stage at the time. Now, the cancer is in the fourth and final stage. My aunt has one kidney. She takes dialysis because it is functioning at less than ten percent. My aunt is dying, and she doesn't have much time left. This is hard on her. The situation is hard on my family and me. My emotions are in overdrive. I cry often. I know that her death is inevitable, but there is comfort in that. She will no longer suffer or be in pain. I can also find comfort in my Divine Mother Isis and Divine Father Osiris. Best of all? I have a wonderful brother I can turn to.
         His name is Blain. He lives in Tennessee. I live in Georgia. Although we are states apart, I know he is always there. Blain is a wonderful person. No matter what life throws our way, he always seems to know what to do or say. I told him about my Aunt Ruth, and I held back tears as best I could. Blain spoke softly and said, "I'm here for you." Then, he hugged me as if to say, "Everything will be alright. You've got to be strong." I don't know what I would do without him.
         It's not unusual for me to burst into tears when I think about my aunt. Then, I think of my brother. I look at his picture. A calmness comes over me, and I feel better. I know that I will get through this. I also know that I have someone to help me. Blain. My brother. My friend. My inspiration.