After a long bout, my brother Nigel succumbed to Cancer this afternoon. Nigel was my 10 year older double. We were often mistaken as twins. I've often been surprised by the circumstances by which our paths were quite similar. Things he did and experienced that I later shared without knowing he had already "bin there done that". Our's was a very disfunctional family, myself being the youngest of seven. For a time we were very close, but he took a road of drugs and self abuse, that I couldn't share. I have another brother, Bruce, whose friendship I cherish, and I have two sisters that I will need to comfort during this difficult time. Fortunately, Nigel passed away peacefully in his sleep and I have that comfort knowing that his last moments were peaceful, and pain free, and I managed to speak with him 2 days ago, and I could hear it in his voice and feel it in my heart, that his time was approaching, but it still hurts. I am going to miss him. I'm sure that in a few days this will all hit me like a Mack truck, but I know it's coming, so I'm ready for it.
Nigel, I'll miss you very much, but I'll remember the great times, the fun times. I love You Bro.
Sorry people, but I just needed to get these feelings out. Thanx for being my soundboard.
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...L
[This message has been edited by shboom (edited 08-25-2004).]
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