A love story, survivor's story and eyewitness account of the paranormal, this memoir traces an authentic personal transformation over a 9-month period.
It is an achievement for me that I no longer grieve my wife's absence or the loss. I did not want to become one of those widowers who constantly looks back at what once was. But the loss was very real. I stood by Wendy's side till the end. My advocacy for her medical care was intense. While walking down the hallway of the skilled nursing facility where she was housed at one stage towards the end, I overheard a staff member speaking to a companion and referring to me as "Mr. Wendy." How true that was, at the time.
The story shifts rather quickly from the difficulties of Wendy's dying to the challenges of being just Brek. The book does not dwell on a blow-by-blow account of death by cancer, although I express strong opinions about the medical profession and Wendy's treatment.
Now? I am not so sure that "Mr. Wendy" would be an apt designation of me. I feel as though I have become more myself.
Here is a heartfelt and unflinching account of one survivor's (re)discovery(?) of SELF.
(NOTE: The full manuscript consists of 46 chapters. One more chapter to follow!)