It’s been two months since we checked you in.
Four, since we figured out what was eating you alive.
A year and two months, since we started battling it.
You’ve been so brave, through it all!
Through scans and needles and burning meds
Sleepless nights, and broken muscles, and
A lost voice, unable to eat, to speak
And even though you’re tired,
I’m so glad we made it through.
Time to soldier on.
Time to pick up the pieces of our life.
Time to start again…
I love you, wife!