When the Words Came: Telling My Husband It’s Stage 4
When the Words Came: Telling My Husband It’s Stage 4 July 29, 2025 — a date seared into my memory. It had been eight months since the first diagnosis: Stage 3 colon cancer. Those early days were a storm of shock, fear, heartbreak, and quiet determination. We chose to carry it with lightness because we believed with all our hearts that God was with us. Dennis began Neo Adjuvant Chemotherapy—six cycles of Oxaliplatin and Capecitabine—so surgery could come after treatment. We followed every instruction, never missing a dose or a lab test. The provision was real; the Lord provided in ways we could feel and trust. The Hope After Cycle Three After the third cycle we felt a miracle of sorts. A CT scan showed the biggest tumor had shrunk by half; several lymph nodes responded too. We cried with gratitude and held on tighter to hope. The oncologist decided to continue treatment, believing we could downstage the cancer further. For a while, it felt like we were moving forward. Signs...