Anonymous wrote:I stayed with my husband who had terminal cancer - diagnosed during the fallout of discovering that he picked up girls, strippers, had affairs during the time he travelled for business.
I stayed.
He lived for three more years. He said if he had known we could be such good friends, he would have never done the things he did and he would have invested time at home.
We planned his illness well, rented a hospital bed at home, involved hospice when the time was right.
The last words he heard me say were "I love you." He replied " I know" and he died twenty minutes later.
I wouldn't have done anything different.
God blesses you