Good evening.
SKMB members are always in my prayers.
Sending out prayers, well wishes, healing vibes and comfort to all in need or not.
St. Jude has always been my patron Saint. (Thank you, Ms. Spidey for the prayer.)
St. Jude-Patron Saint for lost causes. If ever there was a lost cause, tis I.
And Mother Mary. She loves me.
As most of you know my husband was diagnosed with GBM, terminal brain cancer, at the age of 36. We were given 50 weeks IF he had the crainotomy to remove the tumor, radiation and chemo. The chemo nearly killed him.
I talked to St. Jude and Mother Mary. ( With Mother Mary,I asked for Her intervention and offered her my hair. My hair was very long-if I wasn't careful , when I would sit down I would wind up sitting on it- and full. I had it all cut off. The braid was about three feet long. It's a cultural thing.)
When Philip, my husband, was nearly dying from the chemo our beautiful , wonderful faithful canine companion, Bear died. We took her up and wrapped her in her favorite blanket. Philip insisted on digging her grave. He was terribly sick and dying yet he was adamant to dig Bear's grave. By himself. That day was misting/raining and he was in the back yard digging. (Crying.) Our next door neighbor knew about Philip and Bear and offered to help dig the grave. Philip thanked him but refused politely. It was just something he had to do himself. For Bear and for himself. To thank Bear for her love, support and loyalty. It took him several hours to dig that grave. Something a healthy person could have accomplished in an hour or less.
I believe that is the beauty of a human being in dire straits and the love that person has for his animal companion.
Cool, huh?
We were given 50 weeks. My husband lived for two years and seven months.
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Peace.
I'm so sorry (((Siggy)))... sending you my love.
