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A Brothers Gift

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My brother Mitch has cancer. He was diagnosed with NHL in 2006 and has continued battling this insidious disease since then. It has moved around in his body since the original diagnosis, and essentially, has had its way with him. At least, until now.

On July 20th, 2009, Mitch went through a bone marrow (stem cell) transplant. I was honored in being his perfect match donor; however each of my siblings were equally ready and would have gladly given every measure of life if they were called upon to do so. This is especially true for his twin brother Michael.

During the waiting period following the giving of our blood test, it was naturally assumed that Michael would be the donor. It was a surprise to us all when it turned out that he was not. Although it is of great importance that at least one of us was a match, the bond of being a twin must be something overwhelming and powerfully sweet. We non-twins cannot understand this fully.

I have since been called things like hero, but I feel like that that is an attribute I do not deserve. It was my duty to support Mitch in this way. Just as I mentioned before, my siblings are just as deserving as I, and quite frankly, made many sacrifices to assist Mitch during times I could not. My sister Linda is more hero than I ever could be. She dutifully assisted Mitch months before in Texas’s MD Anderson Hospital. Calmly assuring my brother and comforting him in her loving way. She knows neither boundary nor marker that keeps her from giving all that she has.

This can also be said of Michael, another hero, who has that special relationship with his twin; seeing and feeling in dimensions unfamiliar to all but to he and Mitch. Michael knows what to do and when to do things without much more than an intuition.

Our  mother Betty is another hero. She has worked her entire life for us six children and still continues to support us in many different ways. She is the azimuth from which our lives are navigated. She is the flag on the map of our hearts that is drawn with large freehand circles time and time again; setting it distinctly apart from all other places. She is the creator of our love and the dwelling from which it originates. She is the spring of the freshest and sweetest water that lives just underneath our surface. Refreshing and sustaining.

Sister Lisa, likewise, is a hero. Her quite strength and poise is the anchor that keeps our ship from drifting too far away. Dedicated and delightful, an unfettered spirit, one of iron that cannot be compared; she withstands the raging waters of calamity with the charm of a princess yet holds steadfast to those she loves with the conviction of a warrior.

And so it goes with Brother Jeffrey, another hero who is our backbone, our pace-maker and precious gem. A stone of goodness set deeply in a rich mounting of humility. One of great love for his family and one who without speaking, talks to each of our hearts in one-hundred-thousand-word manifestos stacked high to the heavens.

These words; this reflection of the soul is my brothers gift to me. He has endured a multitude of pain and has tolerated the agonizing reality that the days that lie ahead may be dimmed with uncertainty. He has, in his illness, taught me that even in our darkest of hours, our hands reaching out into the unknown, will be touched and held by someone else; most likely by a hero.

Written by wingzofsteel

July 22, 2009 at 6:30 pm

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  1. Wonderfully written!

    I am proud to say that Linda is the love of my life and I am very proud to be a part of the family. Mitch, you are a great friend and most inportanyly, a brother. Get well…there are brighter days ahead.

    St.Raphael pray for us.

    Michael Le Cuyer

    July 23, 2009 at 11:29 am

  2. I’m so proud of you. And I’m proud to be your sister and all of us are more than lucky to have been born a part of this sweet loving family.

    You are my hero, P chocolate Y.

    Linda Gail

    October 3, 2009 at 11:06 am


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