On Tuesday, September the 27th of last year Therese was admitted to the hospital. Wednesday the 28th we were told the words no one wants to hear from a doctor, "I'm sorry, there is a mass on your liver." Three weeks I watched the woman I love fade away before me. But she did not give up, through systemic shock, pneumonia, and a brain tumor she has fought her way back to me. I am grateful for every day I'm with her. It's been a long journey, but we are not done yet. One more step, followed by another, we will do it together. The wisdom that I learned long ago is, the destination is not important; It's the time you spend with the ones you love sharing that journey.