How My Cancer Diagnosis is Healing My Marriage
Maybe the shock and panic of my cancer diagnosis raised our awareness. Where once we failed to communicate, we fully expressed ourselves.
My husband Chris appeared to turn a corner. The thought of losing me was almost too much for him to bear.
He used to sleep 12–15 hours a day. Suddenly he couldn’t sleep at all. I empathized with him as I have experienced insomnia for years.
It was unfortunate because on nights when he couldn’t sleep he couldn’t visit me in the hospital.
Now that I am home from the hospital it is so nice to cuddle with Chris and the dogs.
Chris communicates on a deeper level than ever before. He says things like, “Death can’t be all bad, we all have to do it.”
This means a lot coming from someone who used to say that when we die we become unaware energy.
He has expressed that he doesn’t want to live without me.
I tell him that if I die I’m sure it is going to hurt but I want him to move on and live life to the fullest.
I want him to find love again and to be happy.
I suffer when I imagine Chris suffering.
Despite our talks about death, I don’t believe that I will die.
My cancer has a good prognosis.
Hopefully this will just be a tough year.
So much is underway.
Our house in Michigan is completely paid off.
We are getting a two bedroom two bathroom apartment in Tijuana, Mexico.
We will maintain our RV at Clam Beach Resort.
We will be white trash royalty.
All these drastic changes are thanks to my cancer diagnosis.
The best part is that Chris and I are so much more intimate. I know beyond a doubt that he loves me more than life itself. I love him too.
Any doubts I may have entertained about our marriage are completely gone.
I am so grateful for my husband’s support through this new cancer journey.






