Her Name Was Jane

Jane wasn't a famous person or even an infamous person.  She wasn't a historical figure that poets write odes about.  She wasn't a celebrity.  She wasn't a politician and she never did anything to save the world.  She was not the person the producers would be standing in line to make a movie about her life.  What she was, for 36 years, up until November 9, 2016, was my wife, the mother of our children, a Grandmother, my confidant, my lover, my best friend and one of the most incredible women I have ever known.

Sometime during the night of November 9, 2016, Jane's nine-year battle with metastatic breast cancer came to an end and with it came the end of a long road that we had traveled together.  A road that neither one of us ever expected to be on nor did we want to be.  But a road we traveled together, no matter what the situation.  A journey that I would not have wished on my worst enemy, but a road that I was glad to have been able to travel with her.

This is the story of one woman's battle with breast cancer as told by her husband and loving companion.  It is a story of love and death but told with humor, sadness, love, and insights into the things that no one ever tells you about as you start this journey. 

If you or someone you know is facing this dreaded disease you will want to read about how one woman and her family dealt with everything the disease could throw at them and how they persevered.