I Became A Widow At 25
It is a day I will never forget
I was asked to recall a day that I will never forget.
Let’s see, it would be easy to write about the day I got married. A special day to which many can relate.
Or I could write about the births of my children. Both are special in their own way and days I would never forget.
Instead, I am going to write about the day I lost the person most special and dear to me. The day I lost my husband is a day I will never forget.
The Day My World Began to Shake
He was just 25 years old when he was diagnosed with a rare genetic condition.
FAP - Familial Adenomatous Polyposis, causes growths called polyps in the bowel. If not removed early enough, the polyps turn cancerous.
His was a random mutation. This means he was the first in his family line to get this. So we didn’t know — until it was too late.
I was four months pregnant by the time his condition was discovered. We also learned that there was a 50% chance of our baby having this genetic condition.
