When life gives you lemons…

My husband, best friend, and caregiver, Tom, experienced the sourness from day one of my cancer diagnosis. He comforted me, held me, and reassured me that we’d get through this together. His loving, non-judgmental gaze never wavered—even when he saw me without hair, with a body unrecognizable from treatment, and navigating the challenges of recovery, including dealing with drains. His unwavering support meant everything.