Aug 31, 2009 - 3:07 pm
My husband lost his fight with stage IV stomach cancer on July 30, 2009. Today would have been his 39th birthday. He was dx in January and his cancer was very agressive. So although we were prayerful and hopeful, we knew it was a up hill battle. We have 2 young boys, ages 11 and 7. We are doing okay. Just taking it day by day. I lot of people are very surprised that I'm not balled up in a corner somewhere but I have to be there for my boys. Don't get me wrong, I have bad days where I cry most of the time but if I find myself falling into a deep funk, I pull out some old pictures that make me smile. It just feels so weird that he is not here.