The day I found out that the most precious person to me in my whole world had cancer and was going to die. They just didn't know when and predicted six months. (she didn't last six weeks). I'm actually tearing up just thinking about that day. By far the worst day of my life. EVER.
When she did die I was beginning to come to terms that I'd loose her so it didn't hurt as much, plus the entire family was there. It was how she wanted to go. So that made it easier. But when I found out? That was utter devastation. She had been getting better after a surgery. I was completely taken by surprise.
When she did die I was beginning to come to terms that I'd loose her so it didn't hurt as much, plus the entire family was there. It was how she wanted to go. So that made it easier. But when I found out? That was utter devastation. She had been getting better after a surgery. I was completely taken by surprise.