Yes, Celia, somehow we get thru the grieving period. These days, one month and some days later, I feel as the pain is under some kind of annesthesia, but I know I could feel it again the next second.
Sometimes I think my brother is happy in an invisible world from where he sends me a message: don't be sad, I'm Ok. This thought give me some strenght. I have generalised myasthenia, diagnosed only last year. It is in fast progression. Eight months ago I was able to walk and now I´m not. The medicines are not working yet and strenght is something that I miss every day. Some days I feel that I lost my spiritual strenght too, and you don´t imagine how important is to read all the messages I received in this forum... Thank you.