|This time last year, Terence planned today's hunting trip as a goal for 2011|
Suddenly, our work and our businesses were no longer important anymore. The new dark cloud descended: Terence was beyond standard medical treatment for this an aggressive type of cancer…. My heart literally melted every day in grief. I mourned the loss of our future, our plans of growing old together (as we had assumed we would); just about every day we would shake our heads in disbelief and say "is this really our life? It doesn’t feel like it.”
We are slowly moving beyond the fear of tomorrow, the fear of death and hoping in a future again- even against medical odds. Because death has no sting.