Cried, but later, in private.

I went to my WW meeting this morning. The topic was exercise, and major goals people might have set.

One women is doing the Susan G Komen walk. Obviously, not my favourite charity... but she is a breast cancer survivor, and she's doing it with 15 of her friends who supported her through her illness. I'm glad for her.

There's a guy at the meeting. He's an older gentleman, late 70s at least, I think. He is very clear that his wife is his support on this, though she isn't at the meetings. He always brags about her, the wonderful meals she makes him, how she supports him without nagging. He's said many times that they've been married for 60 years. Obviously, a loving relationship.

After the gal who is doing Komen spoke, the guy did.

He said his wife has Stage IV breast cancer, and that she's had a double mastectomy, and was in treatment. His voice broke, and he was a close to tears as you can get. The leader gave him a hug, and I think just about every person in the room, even not touchy-feely me, would have as well. Later, he said that she kept on saying how grateful she was that she'd gotten breast cancer at the end of her life, not when it would have maximally impacted their children.

In the car, after the meeting, I cried. I'm crying now, writing this up.

I don't know her name. I've never met her, and probably never will. I don't pray, but if I did, I'd certainly say a prayer that whatever comes next for them, it's as peaceful as it can be. One thing I am sure of, is that she is loved.