In 'every day life', my NF stays relatively quiet. I go about my day just trying to survive the craziness. I wake up, go to work...come home, spend time with the family...Go to bed, and begin again.
Good days...Bad days....I just take them as they come.
My brother has been dead for a month now...And I still don't know how to accept it. I'll put on a strong face, but inside I am so sad. So angry.
I hate that life just continues on, like nothing happened.
Because something DID happen. The world lost a beautiful person....And it's just not fair!
I know you have probably heard it a ZILLION times....That life is precious and that we should cherish the time we have with the ones we love....And I did. I cherished Mikey. He was my best buddy...And I know without a doubt, he knew he was loved by everyone who knew him.....
Which just makes losing him more difficult.
Mike knew he had NF. He knew he was 90% blind and 50% deaf....He knew he tumors and a shunt. But he didn't care. He never let those things be an excuse.
He went out into the world and made people happy. He wasn't about "stuff" or money.
He just LOVED. God I wish more people were like him.
Life gives us a fleeting moment to make an impact...And Mikey did that. I am so proud to have been his sister. So proud to have learned from him. So proud to have no regrets when it comes to my relationship with him.