It’s been fifteen years. It seems like a lifetime ago. We were just kids. Fifteen years ago today my husband Billy’s doctor said that dreadful word, “cancer”. It sometimes still echoes in my ears. I remember feeling frozen, unable to react. It felt like the wind was knocked out of me and I went numb. My sweet Billy, who’d just proposed marriage to me only six months prior, has cancer. I know it’s important not to dwell on negativity, but I don’t reflect on this part of our past to dwell, but to ruminate. Rather to take a moment and remember that each day we live is a gift. Each day we get to share with our loved ones is a gift. Billy’s cancer affected us is more ways than we’d imagine and no matter the obstacles we’ve faced, we’re still together. He’s still with us, smiling and chattering on as he so often does.
I had written a blog post about what I came to call “the situation” back in 2012. Feel free to check it out if you haven’t read it before: https://ourtimeintheforest.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-situation.html It was very therapeutic to write and share, as I don’t think I really every took the time to process what happened to us in 2004 and again in 2011. Indeed, words are magical.