My wife, Carol, and I had been married for 36 years when the doctor told us that her cancer had already spread and there was nothing more they could do.
During the final week of her life, I barely left her bedside at the hospital.
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My wife, Carol, and I had been married for 36 years when the doctor told us that her cancer had already spread and there was nothing more they could do.
During the final week of her life, I barely left her bedside at the hospital.
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