“You have to promise me that after I die, you won’t try to communicate with me. I’ve done all I can for others, and now it’s time for me to let go and heal.” Donna pleaded. My dear friend was dying from brain Cancer, and was in a lot of pain. She would have gotten her medical doctor certification, but didn’t have the finances to complete her fourth year of schooling. The brain Cancer came five years after both of her breasts were surgically removed from the disease that ravaged her body.