“I remember distinctly when he was given the [cancer] diagnosis. We went and ate lunch at some place, and for a while, there was total silence because neither one of us realized what the situation was. And then as he took the treatments, and it was then obvious that his time was limited, I didn’t know how I would cope by myself–not only
with his death, but with a life without him.
It’s a reality that you face, but the loss is still here. I have to be honest..what I’m coping with now….that is a fact…death happens. Now I am facing my own. And unfortunately, I would love to think that there is a life after death, but I don’t. In my view, I would love to think the other way, but I can’t. It’s just not a reality for me.”