My brother died on 11th August this year from lung cancer.  He was 61.  He was diagnosed in May 19. We lost our parents years ago and he wasnt married so myself and my 2 sisters were there with him through all his appointments, chemo etc and one of us was with him every day throughout. 

He would never talk about how he felt emotionally, only physically - like if he was tired, if he had slept, what had he eaten, how was his pain etc but he wouldnt let us broach the subject of how he felt about dying.  if we got teary or sentimental he would get annoyed and tell us off! I know he knew how much he was loved but i just wish i could have given him one last hug and told him how amazing he was and how bloody proud i was of his braveness.

I talk to him now but I struggle to know he hears.