What’s the best present you’ve ever received that was handmade by the giver, not store-bought? Tell us what made it so special.
Well, because there is one gift that is outstanding in my life; I am changing made by hand to words from the mouth.
As most of you know I cared for my brother, Al for seven years while he fought like hell through the turmoil and pain of MSA,(Multiple System Atrophy). We did our share of arguing because he looked at me like his boss instead of his sister.
You will have to go back and read my past posts or purchase my book, Al His Life & MSA to find out more about why he looked at me as his boss instead of his sister.
Well anyways, through those seven years I did everything in my power to show him in so many ways that I thought he was the cat’s meow. The book can be purchased through Amazon or Create Space; both online.
So through the good months I spoiled Al terribly. We went and did everything he ever dreamed of. As the months went by, I never saw one time where he showed me any love at all, but I kept trying.
The terrible MSA does so much damage to the body. As it winds its fires down, the body can no longer move. This did and does include; movements, eating, drinking, being able to see, and many more things.
The years, months and weeks went by quick. Soon it was days and I and Al both knew he was going to leave us. His voice had stopped working a few weeks before. Sometimes I could hear some sort of gurgle or mumble. He tried so hard to talk to me but he couldn’t.
I wept so many days and nights as I knew and so did Al that we were losing the fight. I stayed by his side day and night and then one bright, sunny day it happened. I was sitting by his bed.
I hadn’t heard his voice for a long time. I looked at him and he was staring hard into my eyes. Then his voice spoke. I swear on my Bible, it was a miracle from God. There just isn’t any other reasoning to it.
He looked at me square in the eye and he stated so firm and clear, ” Sis, I know you did the best you could. I know you love me and I love you too.”
Even now as I write this the tears are rolling. You see, Al passed a way on March 24th, 2014, at 8:30 in the morning. I am a bit better but far from being past this. I miss him so much; but the best gift ever was given to me by Al himself. He sealed all the thoughts about whether he recognized me as his sister or not. He confirmed it. A few days later he passed a way.