“We’re all just walking each other home”  Ram Dass

On June 15, after several months of near constant hospital stays and unexpected complications, my beloved husband Chris came home on hospice. The cancer has spread beyond what our Dr’s can do to help. Our hearts are broken. The severity has come on quite suddenly and unexpectedly.

So we find ourselves in the next part of this journey. Chris and I spoke about what this would look like early on. He was always clear he wanted to be here, at home. We are spending these last days together, surrounded by love and support, cherishing each moment. You may wonder what that looks like? Sweetness. Tenderness. Lot’s of Family Feud, Impractical Jokers and Food Network to name a few. Loads of new beverage requests and taste testing - Chris is now only able to take fluids for comfort.  Comfort care. Good conversations. Music. Most importantly Love.

Out of respect for my husband and his journey I pulled back with our updates for quiet awhile. Once he had returned to work I wanted to give him space to have some normalcy and then honestly... it just came more important to be living in the moments rather than trying to curate them or write about them later. 

But I knew that I needed to write this. There are so many of you who have been wondering how my husband is, following along on his journey, hoping and praying for a cure. We have felt all the love and we are forever grateful.