Once there was a woman.
I found her blog by that rabbit-trail of first one blog, then another, and another and another. (You know what I mean if you love to read what other people are sharing.) As I read her blog, I needed to blow my nose, and wipe the tears off my face. It became harder and harder to read because my tears were falling too quickly.
A year ago she died.
From yet another recurrence of cancer.
As I read her story, I heard about the Army of Princesses who fought for her, the wonderful toddlers in her life whom she loved so deeply, helpful and dedicated parents & parents-in-law, her cyber-friends and supporters. I also read snippets of how her husband contributed to her journey.
Her husband. Curt.
The last post on her website is by him. Telling everyone that she had passed.
I know, he said, but I love you. And he took me out for pizza in the warm fall day. As the sun shined on us, I smiled again, for all of it is do-able because of those three words. I love you.
Tell your spouse. Again and Again.
“I love you.”
Make it all do-able.
Read Susan Niebur’s journey through inflammatory breast cancer, a rare and aggressive form of breast cancer that presents without a lump, at Toddler Planet . You’ll cry. But you’ll also be inspired.