My heart is heavy today. Yesterday I lost a dear friend. I hate Myasthenia Gravis. I really, really hate it. At the same time I would never have gotten to know my friend if not for MG thus the blessing.
The illness itself is a curse. I hate it with all of my being. However, I have met some wonderful, caring, supportive people who I otherwise would have never known. One of these dear people passed away yesterday. I am heartbroken.
He was one of the first people I met once I joined the online support group. He was very knowledgeable about MG. He could sometimes be harsh or blunt. He was a beacon of strength and full of faith. He cared for us all greatly and always strived to protect us. He was a teacher. He was a friend.
He battled this dreadful illness for many years. He had a type of MG that wasnt easily treated by the conventional methods. They had tried nearly everything to control his symptoms, nothing was working. He was very ill and barely able to care for himself. He never gave up. He held onto his faith and knew that God would see him through.
He is healed now, he has a new body. No more sickness, no more pain. He is rejoicing in heaven with his lord that he loved so much. However, on earth we grieve.
I hope that I can let my light shine as brightly as he did. I hope that I can be a teacher to someone who needs it, and a comfort to them in a dark hour.
R.I.P Steven Taylor. To be gone from this world is to be present with the lord. We love you and miss you. I will carry you forever in my heart.