Today marks one month since my sweet husband of 38 years died after 12 months of treatment for this disease. He was eulogized by all for his humor, generosity, kindness and devotion to his family and friends. I can barely believe he is gone and wonder how I will ever get through the rest of my life without him. The loss and emptiness is beyond belief, and I am grateful for the year we had but at the same time I wish so much he could have had more time to fight it. I would have been so happy to have taken care of him longer, he took care of me for 37 years and I had the priveledge of loving and taking care of him the last year of his life. He fought until the end to stay alive and though he did not fear death he feared leaving us. I hope you have peace my love, I wish I could be with you.