Hello all. I'm in my early 50s, and my older brother has a brain tumour.
He is my best friend, and I'm not prepared to lose him. I cycle through rage, depression, resignation, and periods of calm.
He is receiving wonderful care from my sister-in-law, and over a year since he fell ill, he is still with us. His strength, resilience, and humour are astounding.
How do I stay in the moment and enjoy however much time we have left, but still prepare myself for the day that I know must come? How do I keep myself from burying him before his time, but still face the truth with clear eyes?
in other words: when do I start to grieve?
I'd appreciate any thoughts. Thanks.