I remember having the conversation with him (my husband at the time), after my diagnosis of breast cancer in 2008. I remember sitting on the living room floor and making arrangements and promises for my end, should it come to that. If you’ve never had … Continue reading those conversations….
I’m not saying I want a night in shining armor, although I wouldn’t be opposed to it. I just want the chemistry, the fireworks, the butterflies. I want to long to get home. I want to fight about socks left on the floor. I want … Continue reading Butterflies & Sunflowers