My Friend’s Husband Died — And I Was Afraid To Talk To Her About Love

I haven’t known her long. She’s more of a blossoming friend, I guess you could say. But I really like her. It’s rare to find another woman in her 40s that you gravitate to so easily. So when you do, you want to savor it like a fine wine. Our daughters are in the same sport and the two of them hit it off immediately. The fact that this mom and I also hit it off so well was like icing on the cake. Unfortunately, cancer came — again. Her husband had battled cancer before and it had been kept at bay until now. His sharp decline only took weeks once the doctors realized exactly how many tumors there were. They had already tried chemotherapy previously plus multiple surgeries to try and remove tumors. It wasn’t enough. Whenever I would see her at our daughter's practices before her husband died, she would have this brave hope that something miraculous could be done to save her husband. We all hoped. She rarely left his side. She was absolutely devoted to him. But there was always a sinking feeling in the background — an uncomfortable edge to all the positive vibes everyone was sending her way. It was the unsettling knowledge that it was probably too late. And it was. All the moms at practice sent her cards, gifts, and sympathy, as did I. She took a hiatus from bringing her daughter to practice for over a month but we stayed in touch via text. I offered all my support. I crossed my fingers that she would come back eventually. I selfishly hoped I wouldn’t lose an opportunity to make a really great long-term friend. <a href="https://medium.com/heart-affairs/my-friends-husband-died-and-i-was-afraid-to-talk-to-her-about-love-14fdba5f5d72">Visit Now</a>