This sad situation brought back those terrible moments some years ago when my sister died of breast cancer. She had refused to see cancer specialists. Instead, she put her faith in homeopathy as if it were a religion. I was angry with her for what I perceived to be irresponsible behavior, but then, slowly, I realized, it was her life, her choice, and tough as it was, I had to respect it.
My mother, having lost her only daughter, struggled even more than I did. I will never forget her face when I arrived at her hospital bed in Germany where she had just undergone a hip operation: her eyes filled with terrible pain about her loss, but also endless yearning that I would stay alive, the kind of love that began a healing process which brought all of us together more than ever before.
May the pain that all of you are experiencing right now lead to an even stronger bond.
With love to all of you,
Click HERE for a newspaper report of the accident.