Two Years

So technically Alison got diagnosed on 20 June 2006. But if my memory serves me, today is two years from the doctor giving us a list of three types of cancer she might have, and then turning her on her side to dig out sample from her pelvic bone while I held her hand. Funny though, at the time those three options didn't key in as cancer, just as some big worded things we needed to get fixed. Cancer wasn't even a possibility to me, even as I heard the words "multiple myeloma, Hodgkin's lymphoma, leukemia."
Cancer has changed our relationship. Deepened it. I know Alison in ways I never would have. We've talked about things that two young lovers never should. And my love for her has turned from fresh cut flowers to a solid oak tree.
Today we hear about the next step. The doctors will have chosen one by this afternoon. We also go to make sure her kidney stent is placed correctly. In December 2006 we went to the H. Lee Moffitt cancer center. At the time it felt like a hail Mary. We were down on our options; Ali was in a lot of pain. We're sort of there now...again. Everyone is in the end zone waiting for the pass.
I'm going on the record now, saying no matter what happens, I'd do this one hundred times more. I'd walk this walk with Alison time and time again.
Thanks for enriching my life, Ali. I love you with all my heart. I hope you feel better.