His Fight Is My Fight

Dear Cancer,

This is his story.

It’s happening to him,

it’s his diagnosis,

it’s his body,

it’s his loss,

and it’s his adaptation to a new normal.

But it’s my story too.

I live every moment as a witness to how this has changed and continues to change his life,

and mine.

How it impacts his faith and how his faith impacts his experience.

And I, too, face the losses.

I, too, learn new ways of being,

and new ways of meeting new needs that we simply didn’t know before.

I have new fears and new priorities, new perspectives, and new responsibilities.

I have not slept through the night since this started and there isn’t one day that I don’t think about it.

He will never walk alone

and this is why it’s a “we” thing. An “us” thing.

We are in the home stretch of radiation and believing in the best possible outcome.

Together we continue to learn how to adapt and move with the changes you so rudely left at our doorstep without a personal acknowledgement of any kind.

Together we embark on a new journey we were neither prepared for nor expecting.

He experiences his own emotions, I experience my own emotions, and together we experience shared emotions.

There is still a lot we don’t know and we still get overwhelmed sometimes,

trying to balance the new rules with a happy quality of life,

balancing continual optimism with graceful gratitude.

Together we learn to navigate the daily adjustments and awarenesses we now must keep at the forefront of our minds because you left us with no choice.

So yes, you shook us,

but you can’t break us.

And yes, this is his story.

But it’s our story.

This is his fight.

💙 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 💙

and together

we fight the good fight

of faith, hope, and love.

#teammihlfeld #lovewins