A number of people have been encouraging me to write a book about living with cancer from a caregiver’s, a man’s, a son’s, a husband’s, a father’s, and a healthy partner’s perspective. I have mixed feelings about it. Part of me wants to write the book and share with the world what I’ve learned about providing care for a cancer patient, or multiple cancer patients in my case, and what it all feels like and takes. The other part of me feels like writing a book like this means that the story is complete, over, finished but it’s not and therefore it is not time to write the book. I know this may not make sense as long as Shellie is alive there will be no finish to the story. I don’t know.