No Right Time

I have not been keeping up with my blog since receiving the shocking news in July that my husband was diagnosed with Chondrosarcoma, a rare bone cancer, that had already metastasized to other bones and possibly some organs. His only chance for surviving this cancer another year to three years was to have aggressive chemotherapy, which he chose to undergo. In the meantime, hundreds of friends joined us in praying for a miracle. Unfortunately, the first round of chemo did not help at all. A CT scan revealed that the cancer had spread to his lungs with multiple lesions. On September 25th, my dear husband passed away. We shared 33 years of married life, two children, three grandchildren, and many ups and downs of life. I didn't just lose my loving and supportive husband. I lost my very best friend. Life will never be the same again.

I will share a poem my husband wrote back in 2003. It's amazing how accurately this portrays my grief and faith.

No Right Time

They said this day was coming,
I prepared as best I could,
To still my lonesome heart from drumming,
And act as others thought I should.

And yet no time seems the right time,
when it's time to say good-bye.

You filled my life in many ways,
I know there'll be an empty place.
No matter how I fill my days,
Still thoughts of you will leave their trace.

For no time seems the right time,
when its time to say good-bye.

I would have gladly kept you with me,
On this earth for all my days,
And yet I saw how hard it would be,
For you to linger in this haze.

And still no time seems the right time,
when it's time to say good-bye.

To bid farewell, I know I must,
And how it grieves me so,
But now I have a consolation,
That in His arms you safely go.

Though no time seems the right time,
when it's time to say good-bye.

—Curt Dalaba
© October 13, 2003

Curt W. Dalaba
July 23, 1955 - September 25, 2020


Anneliese Dalaba

January 19, 2022