Where it all began/begins

Two years ago my husband (then fiance) was diagnosed with cancer. We were both 24 years old. He had a tumor in his knee. That is all we knew at that point. We didn't know how it happened, what kind of cancer it was, where else it was, what kind of treatment he would get, and what would happen next. I remember being at work when I got the news. We were both working at different law firms for the summer. We had just finished our second year of law school. When I got the call from Jerald I closed my door and just collapsed on the floor in tears. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. I couldn't even think.

Jerald had proposed to me on a beautiful sunny day just three months earlier. We had met and fallen in love only a year and a half ago. Our life was full of happiness and endless possibilities. I felt the world crumbling in around me. Jerald and I had always talked about how we were two of the luckiest people. We grew up in amazing families with all the opportunities one could ask for. We had been leading near perfect lives.

My parents were on vacation in Europe when I got the news. Jerald is more in control of his emotions then I am. He wanted to go back to work for the afternoon. He went straight from getting news that he had cancer to his law firm. I was a complete wreck. I ran out of work and called my baby brother with the news. He tried to calm me down. I seriously wondered if I would ever be happy again.

Two hours later I met up with Jerald and I remember seeing him as he was crossing the street coming towards me. I saw the fear and sadness in his eyes and it made me scared. We held each other and went home. Jerald said that we would fight this.... that it would all be ok. I wanted and needed to believe him but no one was sure. We didn't even know what the next step was.
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I am starting this blog for a couple of reasons. Going through this ordeal has taught me a lot of life lessons and I would like to put them out there in the world. Being a young person whose fiance was diagnosed with cancer I felt alone. Looking around the hospitals there weren't many people like us. I know there are more out there. I hope to be a source of support for anyone who wants it. I have been toying with the idea of writing some sort of book about our experiences and I thought this would be a good way to get the juices flowing.

Now that it has been two years since Jerald's diagnosis I feel that I can relieve all that we have been through. I want to try to recount as much as I can remember. Hopefully it might help someone. I know it will be painful. I already cried writing this first blog. But I think it will be worth it.

All comments/stories/inspiration/and support are welcome! Email me at michaelslauren@hotmail.com.

I think everyone can use a little support!