My wife Rebecca and I marked our 26th anniversary while she was receiving in-patient care at a hospice center for colon cancer pain management. Although “celebrated” isn’t quite the right word, we certainly made an effort.
On that day, I dressed up and brought her an elegant blue dress, pictures from our quirky wedding, and a bottle of her favorite Barbaresco. After consulting with her doctor, I took her to the garden in a wheelchair to enjoy it.
It was a sunny Friday of a warm Labor Day weekend. The Prairie Memory Garden was in full late-summer bloom, with a playful pair of blue butterflies joining us.
Rebecca was feeling a bit less miserable, so after reminiscing about our wedding, she reminded me of her wishes for my life without her. She wanted me to support our daughters emotionally and financially, remember her with love but not morbidity, and not be afraid to love again—because…Read Full Story Here……….
