“Our wedding was planned down to the day, and even when doctors warned us to move it up, we refused. She lost her hair three weeks before, but I reminded her I’d fallen in love with her long before that. When she walked down the aisle, she was breathtaking, and I knew I was the luckiest person in the world. As her 30th birthday approached, we made the hardest decision—to stop all treatment and focus on living fully with the time left.”
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