You have no fucking idea what “in sickness and in health” means!
A year has passed
I’ve been waiting for this day
I hope next year will be better.
(I don’t mean to sound bitter and I’m not looking for sympathy. I don’t want to ruin anybodies V-Day, but I think it’s worth thinking about.)
Sure, on Valentines Day we think about flowers and cards and nice dinners and nice after dinners, but love is much more. These are some things I think about when I think of love:
Sitting with someone during their chemo.
Making their favorite meals and then throwing it all away because they have no appetite.
Having someone puke all over you because the tumor is back. Then smiling while you clean yourself up and telling them everything will be OK.
Making the decision to discontinue life support.
Holding their hand when their heart stops beating.
(Sometime love is not a box of chocolates .)
I mentioned a while back that I lost my best friend to cancer. She was my long time girlfriend. She was diagnosed with ovarian cancer in August. There were surgeries and chemo, but she lost her battle just before Christmas. There is a lot I could say about how ugly cancer is and how rough things were for us, but what I really want to say is take care of yourselves and the ones you love. Go to your doctors appointments and do the self-checks. A couple of you out there are going to face cancer in one way or another. I hope you catch it early and have a good outcome.