Jun 20, 2014 - 2:12 pm
I have decided that this damn disease is unfair. my husband lived a good life - went to the doctor for his physicals yearly, didn't smoke, didn't drink - his only think was he liked pizza a little too much. i don't know how i'm going to live without him, i waited all my life to meet the perfect man, a man who loves ME for who I am, never tried to change me, gave me everything i could ever want, treated me with respect and just plain loved me. In turn i gave him all the same. We met late in life, i had been divorced for 7 years and he had been divorced for 2, i was 32 when he met me and he was 36 and we married a year later. I moved my son and myself from Canada to New York to live with him, and then we all moved to New Jersey. I ask you, how is this fair? i know no one has the answers, but today of all days, my brain has decided to have a melt down about this stupid disease. i just can't visualize my life without my husband in it, and damn it, it really bothers me. I just wanted to be happy, that's all.