Why Don’t I Cry?

My younger brother is dying.  It’s a tragedy.  The idea that in mere months he will be gone forever in months at the age of 65 doesn’t seem real.  It is certainly not ‘fair’.  He’s fit, had no major illnesses. Suddenly he’s a victim of anaplastic thyroid cancer, with no hope it seems of any medical remedy.  It’s sad, it’s unfair, it’s sudden, he’s a good person, it’s shocking.  Why don’t I cry?Read More »