In the quiet hours of a normal morning, something shocking was found that changed everything. My husband Peter’s pants were being pressed when I felt a strange phone in his pocket. Even though I didn’t know it, the device set off a chain of events that would destroy our marriage.
The phone buzzed to let me know I had a text message. The mysterious and scary message sent a chill down my spine. “I can’t stop thinking about our last meeting.” As my mind raced with the worst-case scenarios, I felt my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach.
Before I could figure out what the message meant, Peter walked into the room and saw the phone in my hand. He looked at it with wide eyes of shock. After hearing nothing, he grabbed the thing and slammed it against the wall, sending glass pieces flying everywhere.
I jumped back in shock and asked what was going on. Peter’s crazy response made things even stranger. As we stood among the broken pieces of the phone, Peter finally told us the truth. He wasn’t cheating on me; the phone was his lifeline because it let him talk to doctors and support groups about his severe disease.
The truth of what he said hit me like a ton of bricks. Peter had been hiding his sickness from me so that I wouldn’t have to go through the pain and heartache of finding out. The voice mail message was from a support group, and destroying the phone was his last-ditch effort to keep his secret safe.
As the truth about Peter’s illness set in, we began a journey of love, sacrifice, and sadness. We were determined to face each day and loved every moment we shared together. Our love was always there for each other, even when the road ahead was unsure.
The end of Peter’s fight came when he was with his family and friends. I was broken when he died, but the memories we had together helped me get through it. I started to feel a spark of hope and peace as I made my way through the darkness. It told me that better days were coming.
I will always remember Peter because he taught me to enjoy every moment, hold on to hope, and never take anything for granted. Even though he is dead, his spirit lives on as a lesson of how love can change things.
