a year after my precious husband died
2 yrs ago tomorrow my husband had surgery for colon cancer. The docs thought that they had gotten it all. They didn't. For almost 6 months he went through chemo and died a yr after he was diagnosed- a year ago Jan 28. My journey has been touch- I lost him at the age of 57. Far too young according to what the world thinks. However, in the journey I have experienced the grace of God- I have a hope because I know that my husband is at home with the Lord, and one day I will see him again. That does not erase the grief though. As a matter of fact these last few days have been extremely rough. I cry at the drop of a hat. Sometimes it is the little things that make me remember. I am very thankful for the wonderful memories that I have with him. We were almost married 30 years. God blessed me with a wonderful man and I know that he is dancing with Jesus. I miss him terribly- and some days are worse than others, but I continue on because I know that all things do work together for good!