07/29/2026
A year ago today, life looked so different.
My dad had been diagnosed with terminal cancer and a couple weeks later, during a routine exam, Jason was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer. This photo was his first round of chemotherapy.
There were moments when the weight of grief felt unbearable. A few weeks before his last chemotherapy session, my dad passed. As we sat in his last chemo, I wrote my father’s eulogy. There are no words to describe those emotions. We mourned a life we loved while fighting for another.
Today, on our 19th wedding anniversary, we celebrate something we will never take for granted—he’s cancer-free, and we’ve been given another year together.
This past year has taught me that life can hold unimaginable heartbreak and incredible hope at the very same time. Grief and gratitude can coexist. Loss doesn’t erase love, and pain doesn’t have the final word.
If you’re walking through a hard season, keep holding on. Hope doesn’t always arrive all at once, but it does find its way into the darkest places.
Happy anniversary, my love. Here’s to another year of choosing each other, cherishing every ordinary moment, and never taking this gift for granted. ❤️
