Earlier today I found out that my beautiful, intelligent, wonderful sister has got 12 months left to live. We knew she had a brain tumour and that it was serious but after undergoing radiotherapy and several months of chemo we were hoping for at least another 5 years or more. Shes due to start another round of chemo tomorrow cos without that the drs have said she wouldnt even live for 12 months. Shes so strong while I was sobbing like a child. On monday I made the 6 hour round trip up to see her by train and although I was a bit shocked at how the cancer has affected her I still had some hope that when she had the results of her last scan today that there would be something they could do. At the moment Im clutching at straws and would like her to try to find some specialist dr in the USA who might be willing to offer her alternative treatment but realistically shes being treated at Christies cancer hospital in the uk which is one of the best there is in this country. Its down to me to be strong for my elderly parents, both of whom are in their mid 70's and of course for my sister but I really dont know if I can handle it especially if todays reaction is anything to go by. I feel so overwhelmed by sadness I cant really believe its happening. Why does life have to be so cruel. She'd worked so hard all her life to achieve her dream of becoming a headteacher and had only officially got the job a few weeks before being diagnosed less that a year ago. Now she has lost all sensation in her right arm and leg, her memory is terrible and often she cant say words she wants to and gets so frustrated. I don't understand why God needs to take someone so full of life who gives so much back to society and has really made a difference to so many people.