My husband only fought his cancer for a month. We had no idea it would be so quick. Most of the days were spent in the hospital. I had to be the strong one for him. Every night I would cry. Not knowing what to expect when I woke up the next day.

The last week of his life he was in a coma. I can say with certainty hat I wouldn’t even want my worst enemy to go through any of what I went through. I didn’t get to say goodbye to the love of my life, the man I wanted to grow old with and start a family with. All of our dreams vanished away so quickly and I was suddenly alone.

I’m a widow

…until next time