Just wanted to say how exhausted I feel from all the mental and emotional energy I've had at times practically drained out of me the past four months since my sister was diagnosed with PSP. I can't believe how many tears there are to cry. She loves her children with all of her heart but does not seem able to reach out or connect. They avoid her and tell me she doesn't want to talk to them. I try to explain how it's the disease and I beg them to reach out to her. I find gentle ways to tell her to try to hug them. She falls more now. Every crash crushes me because 50 years ago I helped her learn to walk. She's my baby sister. I'm the big sister. I'm supposed to protect her. It is hard to know what to do at times, but I do know that I want to say thank you to all of you in this group. PSP is too hard to go alone. I thank God, my husband, my supportive friends, my church family, my therapist, and caregiver support group for being here with me--for caring, listening, and understanding. I wish a blessed Christmas to everyone. I pray for a miracle. And also for love, strength, patience, joy, peace, and ultimately healing.