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  • My brother is dying on the other side of the world.A year ago he was full of life, happy and ready to start a new life in the countryside with his companion.A little house,a garden with vegetables and peace and the dream of been surrounded by the song of the birds and the soft wind in the south of Chile. He was attacked by surprised by cancer.It was a tiny little mole on the head.He was so stubborn that he did not want to have a biopsy.The doctor was not too concern and he said he thought he was benign.How can in this times a doctor could think that something is benign.With a family history full of this coward disease he had to be sure.A month later his head had a small ball five times the size of the first one and this time it was a biopsy and was cancer stage four.All his dreams of a new life of peace and tranquility crumbled and his existence changed going every day to doctor to doctor from test to test.He had a tumor in his lungs in his back and slowly this nightmare became very real.I talked to him on Skype ten days ago.That would be the last memory I had of him.He still was coherent and we had a normal conversation in which he told me all the story,the treatments etc. He looked so thin, just forty kilos.His head was shaven and the back was full of balls of a size of tennis balls.Ten day later he can not talk or move or walk or anything.I pray every night that God can take him in peace and without pain.
    I realized that so many people are in the same situation.I talk to friends and every single one has someone with cancer or they are suffering from it. This time is not SARS or bird flue.It is like an epidemic of death and it is not a vaccination against it.I do not remember this when I was young or maybe it was but people did not know what was the cause of death.Lunches or meetings with friends end up in terrible sad stories of what they are experiencing and I find life something like a Russian roulette where no one knows when will be the next.I think in so many days lost in stupid concerns or anger or worries and they seem so unimportant.I regret the time at doctor's offices or dentist etc trying to kill time until I was called.We never should say we have to kill time .Time has to be cherished and lived.Last time I had a morbid conversation at a lunch where all the people where saying what they would do if they were in a situation like a ventilator or suffering from an incurable disease and all of them gave their plans. The majority was for taking pills to end up fast.I thought when I was in my twenties and in my reunions with friends we always laughed and talked about so many things and the whole world seemed to be alive and well.Today seems that the whole world is dying or in pain.
    I am looking at the moon and the stars and they look so eternal.I feel small in my worries and I wonder how many people they had seen coming and going from this planet.I am praying for my brother and for all the people in a same situation.I hope God will grant them the final peace.The concerns of my friends are contagious and the thought of what would I do starts floating like a thin veil covering my thoughts.
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