Some days were more difficult than others, but there were moments of joy, laughter, tenderness in every day — if I was willing to look hard enough. I found I could train myself to see more beauty than bother, to set my internal barometer to be more compassionate than callous.
I was my husband’s caregiver as he was dying of cancer. It was the best seven months of my life.
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This speaks to my heart. I truly believe, and have experienced, that this kind of pain and finality brings with it more present and every-day-joy mentality; a path to find the silver linings in all moments. It’s the little bits that make you feel whole. Beautifully written — thank you so much for sharing, Tracy.

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