“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
Not long after that, she was diagnosed with cancer.
At first, everyone used the same reassuring words: treatable, manageable, early enough to fight.
Doctors sounded confident. Friends tried to stay optimistic.
Colin kept telling me, “We’re going to get through this.”
I believed all of them.
But things moved faster than anyone expected.
My wedding invitations had already been mailed out. My mom had already chosen a dress for the ceremony.
Then winter ended.
And she was gone.
