It’s been a couple months since my last post here on my new status as a “widow.” The horrid “W” word that no one in love or marriage actually wants to think about. Read More Entering Widowhood: The In-Betweens
It’s been almost two years since my last article here on P-Mag. In that time, I had some wonderful adventures and moments – before my husband’s brain cancer began to really change the quality of his life for the worse in 2012. He was in Home Hospice service for about eight months before he passed away on September 11, 2012. He had turned 28 years old in August of that year.
At age 25, I became a widow. Read More Entering Widowhood
I woke up and realized that it was very very difficult to move. And I realized this was because of the drugs I am taking for the hole in my head. Let me explain, it’s not a real “hole” as it were but a divot left from the apple sized tumor taken from my brain last year. Since then I’ve not been the same. It’s a significant alteration to know that half of one’s month will have to be spent virtually in bed. This is on top of knowing that my life is being measured in months. Read More An introduction to chemotherapy