I’m Christyn, a homeschooling mom to my vibrantly precocious nine-year-old daughter and, in what still seems to me a most unreal turn of events, a widow. After a valiant five-year battle with colon cancer, I lost my best friend, my great love, my husband Kevin, in April 2013. There are so many things I could say about Kevin, but the simplest and truest is that I loved him deeply and we had a wonderful life together, made even better when our beautiful daughter joined us, making one perfect family. Adjusting to “new normals” is what we do, what anyone who battles cancer learns to do, but this “new normal” will be the hardest. While I know I will go on and keep him alive within me, it will never be the same; he was the best part of me.
This blog is my attempt to give voice to my grief, to provide structure to this “in-between” life I find myself in, to remind myself that even broken lines — and lives — can curve toward joy.
Our friends and family reading will immediately note that I’m not using my daughter’s real name. This is a personal decision, but one I feel is right for the two of us. While she is inextricably entwined in my story, I cannot presume to tell hers; her privacy and safety are uppermost in my mind. Any comments that identify her real name will be immediately removed.