With the guidance of the hospice nurse, I helped Bob back in-to bed. We’d set him up in the bedroom just off the living room of our small house. With my husband resting comfortably for the moment, I slipped away to make some calls to family. Bob and I had been married for 52 years and had no children of our own, but he had children from a previous marriage. I had to tell everyone that Bob’s battle with cancer was fast coming to an end.
I dialed Jim first, Bob’s youngest son and the family we’d