Wednesday, August 25, 2010
We were Young Then
This old photo was taken at my mother's house when I was 23. Dan was 25. We were young and in love. We didn't know what the future held for us. We only knew we wanted to share it together.
We didn't know the words "multiple myeloma." We wouldn't hear those words until we had been married for 33 years. Our lives were never the same after that.
Dan fought the hard fight, but in the end, he lost his battle with that disease.
Six years ago, exactly one year and twenty days after diagnosis, Dan body could no longer fight the disease and on August 25 he died. The neighbors reported seeing a huge hawk flying over our home at 8:30 AM. Dan died at 8:30 AM.
We miss you, Dan! You are now with the ancients. Be happy and wait for all of us to join you some day. In the meantime, we are living our lives to the fullest, so be happy for that! You will never be forgotten.