Sometimes you don’t know how strong you are until you get the wind knocked out of you a few times and you develop a way of bouncing back up. That’s what happened to us – to Anthony and me. One devastating diagnosis after another, year after year, we bounced back up. Well, I wasn’t the one who was ill of course but the emotional impact on me was huge.
The hardships we had endured and Anthony’s deteriorating health seemed to make our relationship even stronger than it already was. The joy we had in each others’ company was quite magnificent and was still there the moment he died. It’s still there now and I can summon it any time I want to – a gift that never loses its shine.
We made each other laugh. A lot. And loudly, until Anthony’s voice became a whisper. My guffaw became enough for both of us. There was much more joy than pain and Anthony’s incredible resilience and uncomplaining acceptance of his illnesses was remarkable to me.
Bouncing back up. Unbreakable. Us.
jmgoyder 
Your story leaves me in tears, and inspired. re living what I observed and shared alongside you both all those years, is a privilege.What a remarkable gift you were to that beautiful man.
Thank you, Mother.
What strength you gave each other.
what a beautiful pairing, together you were so strong
Your love shines through in every word, Julie….❤️
Unbreakable indeed