Joy when I saw her walking down the aisle that autumn day in October. Utter happiness when we welcomed our son and then our girl two years after that. Jealousy over a male coworker of hers. Gratitude when we realized we love each other enough to get through anything. Bittersweet when our kids went off to college one by one. Contented with our new way of live. Terrified by her prognosis. Distraught by all the wasted time and regrets. Pained at the poison leeching into her body. Acceptance of the nearing goodbye. Absolute sorrow at the loss of my other half. Astounded at the days and years still going by. Comforted by the memories of her. Peace when I look up at the sky to say hi.