I have always led a charmed life. I was successful in my career, made a very good living had a terrific family. But when you least expect it things can change on a dime. My beautiful, vibrant wife got sick, very sick. There is a small chance that she will recover but it will take a miracle. She needs a bone marrow transplant and none of us are a match.
I watch her try to be brave but as each day passes she gets weaker. I don’t know what to do. I go into the bathroom and cry but try and be brave for her and the kids. I am not brave I am helpless. I am already grieving for her but she is still here. If something doesn’t change I will lose her. I don’t think I can live without her.