cancer

I visit my younger brother and mother. They are huddled and something seems off. When I approach them they are just getting off of the phone, and their eyes are wide and wet. They tell me that one of my older brothers has cancer...cancer of the heart. I ask what the prognosis is and they tell me there is no operation to save him. I say that there are heart transplants, but they ignore the idea. I am heartbroken to think we will lose another family member so soon after our sister's death.
People start showing up at the house. Family and friends of the family. I take a walk. The neighborhood is one that I don't recognize. I meet a group of kids getting off of a school bus and they make me laugh. Then I hear that my aunts want to talk with me. I make my way back to the house. On my way there I get a message that the actors who I recently worked with (?) want to see me also. I go inside the house and there is one of my aunts with her boyfriend. My mom's spirits are lifted because they have brought her a "chair". The chair is more like a large ottoman. It is a soft green velvety-material and it is shaped like two hearts connecting at their points. My mom has a second one nearly identical to it. Everyone gets a kick out of this.
I take a call from Jeff Bridges. He consoles me about my sick brother and talks to me for a while about patience and love. I can't remember all of his words, but at one point I think to myself that he sounds uncomfortable. On my way back to the house I see my mom's friend RJ. I haven't seen or talked to her in a few years when I told her exactly what I thought of her...she enters the house gingerly. I smile and continue to my other aunt who wants to take a walk with me.