Grief and family
My story begins on May 13, 2010 when I lost my first born child to Melanoma. Through it all my brother and his wife became an anchor in reality for me. They understand my pain because a few years earlier they lost their first born son Jeremy. Their support and sharing has been a true ray of light in my clouded state. Understanding like no one else I know could, she and my brother are flying myself and my youngest daughter a round trip ticket home. She knew that this Christmas would be unbearably painful. At least there I won't have to pretend to be alright or put on a false face for the sake of everyone else.