Thirteen years ago today, I had surgery for breast cancer. A few weeks later, Denny and I married. Months of radiation and chemo-therapy followed the honeymoon.
I always think of the anniversaries together. Cancer and Marriage. The journeys were joined from the start, simultaneously the worst thing and the best thing in my life. I don't know how I would have managed the first without the second.
And I can't imagine, now, life without Denny.