Our lives go on but nothing is the same

It’s been 12 sad lonely months since my wife / our two children’s mama, Virginia , passed away on November 18 from ovarian cancer. We remember you, love you and miss you darling

Ginny / mama.

With a broken heart and tears in my eyes, I can honestly say, this is by far the most difficult time ever. I know what cancer and treatment can do to a body and I sometimes wonder if the treatment is worth it in the long haul. It seems to do more harm than good, depending on the stage of the cancer - my wife was a stage 3 cancer patient.

Nothing was more painful than watching my wife suffer,trying to smile and remain positive, but after chemo , you know the person is physically changed and they suffer with this sadness, knowing deep within that a cure is beyond reach, but not giving up hope of a miracle..which was not be.... We think of you in silence and often speak your name

All we have are memories and your picture in a frame

Your memory is our keepsake with which we’ll never part

God has you in His keeping we have you in our heart Our lives go on without you but nothing is the same

We try to hide our heartache When someone speaks your name

The special years will not return

When we were all together But with love in our hearts you walk with us forever.

“Tomorrow isn’t promised” was part of my status after my wife passed away. Ironically the truth of this sinks in as I ponder on the futility and unpredictability of life. I try to live each day leaving no place for regrets. None of us know when our “final curtain call” comes.

Rest in the arms of Our Lord Jesus, darling mama / darling Ginny

Your husband Wasanthakumar