for 14 winters my husband and I took our 5th wheel away for 3 winter months. Little did I know how he was spoiling me and how difficult it would be when he was gone. He was sick for a long time. In fact, he greatly outlived the time they predicted. I was so comfortable being happy I didn't want to spend a lot of time thinking about his disease and yet I was aware of all the obvious physical affects the cancer was creating. Now 7 weeks later, I sit and think about all the many times I told him I loved him, and I am so grateful that I did not take our days together for granted. He came to me sick ---so we decided to make our years together happy ----and we did. We told each other everyday "love you funky" - love you funky lady------Now til eternity, I have his memory.