by mermaidlagoon
I’m a widower. Her name was Michelle, and she had short brown hair (dyed auburn). I fondly remember our fun sexy times. We had pizza for dinner on the last night before she died. You never forget those little details. Thanks for writing. I hope more will follow!
Dear Anonymous,
I am so sorry for your loss. I traveled a similar path, but I was the one in treatment. While I was down, I lost four friends in three months, to the same thing I was fighting. This story is my way of somehow working through the pain. I hope it helped you a little.
Hugs