A Letter to My Brother
Teresita Bacani-Oropilla, MD

My Dear Brother,

It is with great sadness that I hear you are hospitalized and awaiting the results of test that may bear on your plans for the future. At this stage in our lives, we now rely on our children and their colleagues to make medical decisions for us, to diagnose our ills, and to outline the treatment plans for us.

Do you remember, it seems not so long ago, when we used to tape their baby voices as they vied to sing nursery rhymes? We used to be so proud of their accomplishments, dreamed of, predicted, and prepared for their futures. We took them for walks in the woods on the hill behind the house. Then, they thought that elephants and fierce animals were hidden among the trees, ready to pounce upon the unwary.

Now our own fears lie behind the uncertainties of aging and failing health, not knowing if the end is lurking furtively nearby. We have recognized our diminishing ranks when we gather in fellowship and are distressed at each news of the recent loss of another friend. We miss their banter, their little quirks, the lofty ideals and the jokes we shared. Most of all we are afraid our own passage will be stormy, painful, or prolonged, or that we will be a burden to those we love.

Be of good heart, my brother. All of us have to pass through trials before we reach the bar that separates the mortal from the immortal. Despite past worries and anxieties of raising our families, maintaining our professions, and trying to live a good life, we have arrived. The balance sheet shows a life of love, triumph over difficulties, joy, laughter along the way, and a sense of fulfillment.

Be courageous then, as you have always been. Iron forged in fire comes out purer and stronger. May this new trial give you a better understanding of the beauty of a life well spent, and of hope in a better tomorrow. May it eventually lead to a deep peace of mind and soul. Your are in our thoughts and prayers.

Love,

Your sister and family

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