No One Came to My Husband’s Funeral — They Were Busy Celebrating My Sister’s Engagement

pain made him short-tempered.

“You shouldn’t have to do this,” he said one night as I changed his sheets for the third time. “You should be living your life, not nursing a dying man.”

I climbed carefully into bed beside him, mindful of his IV lines. “This is exactly where I want to be. For better or worse, remember?”

As months passed, subtle changes occurred continue reading …