18 year marrage anniversity

Today marks 18 years of marriage to my wife. She married an over the road truck driver who was home on an irregular schedule. Then when the nasty stuff hit the fan and she kept her oath to me where it says in richer or POORER In SICKNESS and in health. Until 2008 all was going fine for us until the worst word in the human language CANCER came into our lives. We never had to ask for anything as I had a job and was able to get anything we needed.

Cancer ruined that for a while as we went through our savings until I could get back to work but during this trial of the summer of 08 she was there for me as I was on my knees due to chemo and radiation fighting the best way I could.

Then after getting back to work an accident and I lost my job. Got a new one at a Big Box store until another company hired me. Things started to look up except for the bankruptcy due to losing more than a few cancer cells.

Them something goes wrong inside of my head that made it where I had to fly home from California and left my bosses truck behind me as I could not or would even think of driving.

I get home and they find a "little" spot in the head that they said not to worry about but it turned into something to worry about that 5 doctors decided needed to come out. They had no name for the "thing" which grew to the size of a marble. That was in Feb 10. Brain surgery and now the added costs from surgery and the past year of trying to learn how to stand and walk. She was still standing there for me.

Now a letter from Social Services and the bad news that we'll lose our medical insurance because of changes made by both sides of the house and a POTUS who has no clue. The next time I g to vote I’ll be making hard decisions on those who took and take the easy road.

I wake up today and come in to turn on the computer and there is a anniversary card on the keyboard.

For the past year I have not spent any money on cards but print something for her. There has been NO Christmas tree or presents under it for her and the boys. It’s gotten to the point if we can’t eat it we don’t need it.

Like an Oath Keeper she has honored hers like I do. The sickness and the poorer she promised me. To bad the newer ages are finding it easier to break their oath than honor it when it life gets hard.

Thank you Barbara for staying by my side.
I Love you,
George