Since I met Mike, I've felt so blesses and loved. He truly is my other half and makes me so happy.

But, for the past year I've had this terrible fear that something is going to happen to him. That I won't ever be able to talk to him again, see him again, hold him again, kiss him again. At times, it's almost an irrational fear. Today I think that I got that fear put in perspective a little bit.

My pastor from high school has Stage 4 terminal Lung Cancer. He has been undergoing chemo and radiation treatments since May, but they know that the treatments are only prolonging the inevitable. His wife, Elizabeth, writes a blog to keep everyone up to date on how he's doing and what's going on. She also adds in a little devotional every day, and they are very touching.

The thing that was impressed upon me today, is that I am blessed. My pastor and his wife know that their time together is almost at an end. And they are completely depending on the Savior and they're taking it one day at a time, and loving and living life to the fullest.

Why am I so fearful? Yes, this scares me that something like this could happen to Mike and I some day. But I am SO blessed and Mike and I are just beginning our lives together. I need to focus on the here and now and love every single day that I have with him. He is a wonderful man and my best friend!