Three Words

When Jeremy was first diagnosed and we shared it publicly with everyone, his mentor from his teenage years reached out to him and shared something that Jeremy held on to throughout all of this. His mentor said that when his wife was going through cancer, she had said she didn’t want her pain to be wasted. This statement resonated with Jeremy and he told me on several occasions that that was what he wanted. He didn’t want his pain wasted.  And I think by many of you allowing me to share the pain and hurt but yet the hope and the light in all this allowed for that. I spoke to a dear friend a couple days after Jeremy’s passing and she said that she had been shocked to hear that Jeremy was going home on hospice and that only a few short days later that he was gone. She…

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We Dance

When my husband was first diagnosed, I realized the severity of his illness. I also realized that without a medical or supernatural miracle, our time was limited. Very limited. The further we got into his cancer battle, he and I started discussing death. The first time we talked about the reality that we were facing, Jeremy told me that he felt relieved that we had faced talking about it together.  I remember in that discussion and few that followed, he would tell me he wasn’t scared of death or where he was going. He was confident in that and always, “Dee, God’s got me.” However, he was concerned about the process of walking through the door from this life to the next. And every time, I promised that I would be right there with him and that he wouldn’t have to do it on his own. We would do it…

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