Today came the news I have been dreading. I think I knew it was imminent, but never expected to hear the words. My darling man of 3 years has a matter of weeks to live. I cannot begin to describe how I feel. ANGRY..... at him for leaving me, at cancer for stealing him from me, at myself for not being able to do more to keep him. I would rather he leave me for another woman, at least there is a chance I could win him back, if only it was about that.
This gorgeous man has made me the happiest I have ever been and I am, at the moment feeling absolutely gutted.
I guess it's normal to pray for miracles, I have done so, as have his poor parents (they have been through this shit already once).
There is no point asking why me? Nobody has the answers.
Help me pray, I can't lose him :'(
