There are bad dreams, there are strange dreams and then there are nightmares. I found myself in my own worst nightmare and I could barely breathe. Everything was wrong. My mind wouldn’t work right. My world was in agony and roaring flames. Nothing made sense. The very thing I was most afraid of was happening and I could do nothing to stop it. Time wasn’t moving in a linear way for me and if you tell me I wasn’t just standing there screaming my lungs out -I’d be surprised. I could not handle that nightmare- but then there you were. Like a rock. Your presence at my brothers funeral will forever be the strength and dignity that kept me human that day. I will always be in your debt. I will never, ever forget what you did for my brother. And for me. Thank you! You have my loyalty. if you ever need it. It’s yours.
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