Walking HP Home: The Diaries of a Caregiver

Battles and fighting were cancer words we did not use. We chose to climb the mountain. Our hike up a very tall mountain was unplanned. It was as if the universe picked us up, took us to the base, dropped us off and said, climb. We were no more prepared for his diagnosis as we were to climb Mt. Everest. Together, we had an amazing climb. Day by day, we learned more about a cancer journey than we ever wanted to know. Quality of life, enjoying our limited time together, and falling deeper in love were the rewards that motivated us to get up each morning and face that day's hike. In our own way, we wildly succeeded. Writing was my therapy. I simply started with two sentences, the rest flowed. My written therapy turned into a book. I share deep feelings. Our journey has been the richest experience of my life.