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Friday, February 01, 2008
8 years ago today

As you all know I lost my wife Sabrina to cancer almost 2 years ago. I’ve made it through 2 Christmases, her birthday, the anniversaries of her Bone Marrow Transplants, all the other holidays and even the anniversary of her death but today is the most difficult one for me to get through each year.

February 1st was the day we got married in Hawaii in 2000. 8 years ago was the day that we said “In sickness and in health”. The day we made a resolution to “Love, honor and cherish.” And it seems unfair that we only got 6 years of married life.

I know we made the best of it and had 6 of the best years anyone could hope for, and on all other days of the year that is enough for me to keep moving forward, but on the first day of the second month of every year, I take the time to reflect on our time together.

Today I look back instead of forward to a time when my sick bride needed me more that most couples ever will, and to a time when God gave me strength beyond my own comprehension to be there for Sabrina in all capacities.

Today I remember crawling under all the tubes and wires connected to her, so we could lie in the hospital bed and watch the NFL Playoffs together. I remember the Christmases we shared on the 10th floor at Karmanos with our tiny tree. I remember the late night life or death decisions I was forced to make while she was in the ICU. I remember her friends driving the extra miles to find an Arby’s to bring her her favorite jamoca shake. I remember her seizures, and my awareness that she knew I was there in control, as calm as could be, to take care of every detail. I remember the miracle that was delivered to us on a snow filled night in January of 2004, when Sabrina was supposed to die but instead started a recovery that went beyond science and gave us an additional 2 years.

But most of all today I remember that through all the pain, and difficulties, there were lots and lots of smiles. I remember that I had the god given honor of being the most important person in Sabrina’s life when she needed it the most. And I remember our wedding in Hawaii, one of the most perfect weeks in my life.

God please take care of my angel.


10:47 AM

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