The Pillar of our family, my best friend I will miss you my beloved brother.
by Bea Guzman
My brother never complained he was dx. with non-Hodgkin's cancer at the age of 38. At that time I felt that I was hit with a brick in disbelief. He superseded our expectations. He survived because my younger sister was a match not perfect not without complications for the next 20 years...but he was with us until the age of 57. During his plight we thought he would not make it through many complications, illnesses, and then 2 years ago he had a kidney transplant. We have been blessed with this unbelievable man who was truly selfless and put others before himself especially his family. He never let Cancer define him or defy him. He didn't want to be treated differently but kept on going no self - pity for him. here's his one of daughters stories...when we least expected it he passed away of congested heart failure-perhaps, at the end he went fast and no more suffering. He use to say that he felt like he had the flu for 19 years. However, he continue providing for his family and his mind and soul would not be defeated. Although, an Engineer/Architect he passed away in the building he was overseeing for his two daughters his passion restoring old nostalgic buildings...sorry I am babbling..
I miss him so and it's only been 4 weeks and now coping. The pain is there and I know that I have to live on and continue living his legacy and not let his memory die in vain. I have extreme bouts of depression as my brother "Ozzie" and I are a year apart and have shared so much since we were in our twenties. A bond like no other. I miss his voice, his lectures, and mischievous personality. I so wish I could hear his voice one more time...I have been blessed like no other as I said he was dx. at 38 just married for 7 years at that time with a 2 year old and 5 year old...His children never knew him any other way but with his illness. He made up for that by ensuring that his girls and wife would have the best life ad experiences and education . I could go on and on. But here are some stories that I cut and paste...
His daughter's story...
Most of you know that my dad passed away on August 24th. For those of you who are learning this for the first time, I'm sorry I wasn't able to tell you in a more personal way. He was the best person I know - I am who I am because of him. He was brilliant, witty, goofy, a prankster. He was strong. About 15 years ago he was diagnosed with Stage 4 Non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. After beating cancer, he would spend the next 15 years beating off one ailment or the other, some more serious than others. It was a miracle that we were able to keep him for as long as we did, and I'm so grateful that I was able to spend 25 ridiculously fun years with him. I have always been, and will always be a daddy's girl.
To all the friends and family who have been there for us - we couldn't get through this without you, and we're so grateful and lucky to have you.