Husband lost his war – the battle with his cancer, the cancer that was discovered 5 years, 17 days ago, on December 8, 2008. The prognosis on that day was 3 to 5 years. Husband fought long and valiantly, and while he beat it longer than was predicted, it was a war that could not be won. He did wait until both Gep and Kat were here, knowing I would be okay, giving me that gift.
In his sunset days, I am sad that he did not feel the beauty around him, only the pain and fear of what might follow his death.
In his sunset days, I am glad that we held hands and said I love you.
That the Artistic One encouraged Gep, Kat and his closest friends to write to him of their memories and feelings for him and assurances that he would be remembered, and that he read those letters repeatedly.
That we had many good times, happy memories of our early days
Of trips taken
That we built our life of over 20 years together, turned the land surrounding our final home that we shared from a thicket of scrub
to a place of beauty and peace
that we enjoyed good friends and good times
And now, I will learn how to live again, my life will go on. I will enjoy the beauty of sunsets to come
I will flourish in the love that surrounds me
I will find happiness and peace in my surroundings
I will make peace with the void his departure has created
I will hope for many more years of enough and know that he will look down on me from his new pain and worry-free afterlife and be happy for me.