My brother is my hero. I haven't been very capable over the past 3 months. I give myself the excuse that I was in my third trimester when mom started showing the signs of CJD and therefore can be excused of my emotional state and my physical capabilities, but it doesn't really matter why. I think I *could* have dealt with this all if I HAD to - as in, if Dave hadn't done it I would have - but, and I'm POSITIVE of this, not nearly as well as Dave has.
I suppose we get to know ourselves in times like these, and we get to see other people in brighter lights than we usually see them. Dave really has been all that he needs to be plus some in this horrible situation.
He truly is my hero.
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