I’ve sat here at my computer quite a few times, thinking of where to begin our story, but to pay tribute to my husband would take 32 years . . . our lifetime together. He has been my knight in shining armor since the first time I saw him. No prince for this girl; I needed a man with a weapon and a fast horse to ride off in the sunset with. Oh, and ride fast horses and drive fast cars, we did … skied black diamond trails, explored the oceans of Hawaii, lost two babies together, and raised a family together.
My Brawny Man has Stage IV lung cancer with metastases to the spine, and I vacillate between “trembling like a hill on a fault line” and standing strong in my faith, ready for the storm. I’m thinking I need to call in the Sisterfriends.