Though I didn’t understand it until later, I knew Elizabeth was my soulmate the moment our eyes met. My depth felt an unwavering joy and my heart raced every time I saw her. Our relationship industrialized organically as we trifled, laughed, and realized we had similar values, aspirations, and sense of humor. Mutual admiration and firm love served as the foundation for our relationship.
Kind, shy, gifted, and selfless, Elizabeth was lovely on the inside as well as the outside. We were content with stay trips, little adventures, and our common aspirations of family and travel. I anticipated to her on a bright October day amid butterflies and wildflowers. After she said yes, we started making plans for our future composed.
Everything altered in the beginning of 2016. We believed that Elizabeth’s stomach pain was caused by fibroids. Leiomyosarcoma, stage 4, was the cancer found by tests. It was terminal. Inconsolable and surprised, I assured to spend every moment we had left composed.
Despite chemo, energy , and countless hospital stays, we continued to live our lives—hiking, driving, and watching our favorite shows. The disease took its toll gradually. We realized we were consecutively out of time one day when she was powerless to complete a hike. An idea for a court wedding was inspired by her brother’s pastor’s carefree suggestion.
Our goalmouth had always been to get married. So we formally announced it, surrounded by love and domestic. Though it wasn’t the wedding we had originally fictional, it was still ideal full of tears, laughter, and the profound understanding that we were meant to be together.
I learned the value of darling, grace, and persistence from Elizabeth. She was an inspiration to everyone around her, despite demise. Loving her continues to be the greatest honor of my life. She was my partner, best friend, and soulmate for perpetuity.
