Hey Danny Boy,

We've been through a lot together.

You've been one of my strongest supporters.

I'm just the caregiver, but you've picked me off the floor more than once.

Now it's my turn.

This phase of recovery is very hard. During treatment you are "fighting" the devil. Once treatment ends, at least in our experience, you feel so freakin' vulnerable. No longer does the disease have a face, but the shadow of a "lurking" enemy. Dennis had the worst time during this phase, but I promise that it gets better.

Nothing is easy about this fight. I'm not about to tell you otherwise, but I'm a firm believer in faith. Whatever shape, form,.....doesn't matter. Just a belief in your own strength is enough to fight this coward. And, I KNOW you are strong, and able to give it an extraordinary run for its' money.

Love you Babe,
Mandi