I'm struggling to type through the tears, I have just had to say goodbye to my true love. We have been together for years, she didn't have the sexiest body, she wasn't in the first flush of youth, and you wouldn't be inclined to call her pretty. However I loved her with a fervour, she never let me down, carried me through all kinds of adversities, and was always ready for anything. Many of my friends used to wonder why I stayed with her, they didn't know what I saw in her. When my wife found out about her it nearly ended our marriage! I had to tell her I couldn't live without her, and she was now an integral part of my life. We came to terms with it, and managed to cope. Now I find that my love has an incurable disease, which is terminal and I don't know what to do. I'm sorry, I will come back when I can compose myself, I'm in pieces now.