Jacqueline was my world, my everything. The bravest person I’d ever known, she battled and beat the demon cancer many times during our 3+ decades together. Two of those times she was “toe-tagged”—advised to get her affairs in order. Neither came to pass. But last month the demon cancer beat her, though it freed her from the pain and suffering she had endured in recent months.

Before she passed, my beautiful bride made me promise to take care of myself. I did, and I am. But I am empty.

Pin It on Pinterest

Share This

Share this post with your friends!