It’s all perspective and experience.
I talked to a friend today whose husband has ALS—Lou Gehrig’s Disease. It’s a horrible illness and a horrible death. I watched my brother die of ALS and the only possible gratitude was that he didn’t make the expected 18 months but rather died in a compassionate ten.
Talking to her we were exchanging “good news”: Her husband is at home and still able to do some work. John has passed one test and we get a breather until others begin. “This is our honeymoon” I said to her. “Yes”, she replied, “ours too.”
No one else would think these are places for laughter, gratitude or honeymoons, but for love in cancer or ALS or other serous illness they are exactly that. And just like any other honeymoon we break out the nice dinner, the candlelight and the pretty lingerie.
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