‘I did it, honey.’: Widow gets master’s degree, becomes teacher with support from terminally ill husband

“My husband Facetimed me from his hospital bed, his faded blue hospital gown askew. As we said our goodnights and I love you’s, I put the boys to bed and headed to the dining room. With my head on the table, I quietly cried, the wood slowly drinking my tears. Then I opened my laptop and proceeded to do my homework, just the way Chris wanted me to.”

How I Crawled Through Grief And Turned My Pain Into Purpose

“For the first time in a really long time, I told myself how lucky I was. I actually mouthed the words. I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve it, but I had it all. And then exactly five weeks and one day later, it all came crashing down. That 3cm tumor on his pancreas would end up taking my strong, sweet man, leaving me and my children alone.”

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