He was in and out of the hospital since November. About a month ago, she was hoping to take him home from the hospital for the summer. She told me that she was looking forward to taking care of him and strengthening his body for two months. "The sun would be good for him in the backyard," she said.
She was hired as a permanent teacher last October, a month before he failed ill to cancer. I have been her mentor as well as her grade level partner since last year when she was substituting for a contract position. For a long time after he got ill, she didn't want us to help her at all because she considered it as her family issue. After she used up all her sick-day allowance and then he got sicker, she had to juggle between home and school. The family problem had finally affected her professional work. For the final report cards, she finally broke down and accepted our offer to let us help her finish her class reports. When I saw her a few days ago, she choked to tears to tell me that it was only the matter of days for him. All she wanted was to take him home for the summer.
Her husband died of leukemia yesterday morning in the hospital and left his wife with two kids, aged 13 and 15. He was 57. I didn't get to know him, but I know he was loved.
R.I.P.
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