My brother died of cancer. His kidney cancer spread to his lungs. Then it was discovered he had five tumors in his brain the size of marbles. Finally he was brought into the hospital’s emergency room. They drained fluid from his lungs and it seemed he might be on the mend, to any extent that could be possible. Then he turned for the worse and had difficulty breathing.
I stood there and watched as he slowly suffocated. I thought I’d be able to witness this, but I didn’t realize how disturbing this would be. Now I can’t sleep at night.
I’d like to imagine his spirit will visit me sometime, but I doubt it. He tolerated my hobby blogging about the esoteric and the paranormal, but he actually thought it was silly. I will look for any signs he might have decided to hang around the material world long enough to make some form of contact. However, with my deceased mother beckoning him into the tunnel of light, I doubt he’d want to hang around to visit. If I do discover anything I’ll certainly write about it.