As I posted on Facebook, yesterday we were filmed by an amazing crew of people in an attempt to capture some of my families life together. In just a few hours they recorded the four of us doing some of our favorite things together–playing with Legos, playing board games, eating, tickling, etc. It was fun and I’m excited to see what they do with the footage. The movie is going to be set to music (here’s one of their videos that captures the style) and we have the taks of figuring out what song to use.

A hard task indeed.

My first thought was about our wedding. I’ve only seriously sung in public one time. At our wedding. My sister and I sang “Come What May” from the Moulin Rouge soundtrack as the groomsmen and bridesmaids walked down the isle. Can you imagine? Can you imagine a tribute video of our family with those lyrics?

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day

Yeah, that’s not going to happen. Too much. Too painful. Yeah. No.

Who would have thought that nearly nine years ago this song would be so significant–so telling–so…accurate. It breaks my heart to think of how painful those words are for my wife, for the person who will live through my dying day, for the person who truly has to hold onto those words “come what may”. I couldn’t ask for a more perfect person to spend the last nine years with. In reality, actually, nine years is only the tip of the iceberg. You have no idea how enmeshed our lives have been. At the age of seven Jess journaled about her “hunk” (me). Her brother and I were best friends all growing up. Our families did life together through homeschooling and church. At the age of fifteen and sixteen (after her brother moved away) the two of us became best friends…and it never changed. Virtually every memory of life we have is a shared memory. We genuinely can’t imagine life apart because we’ve never done it. She’s my best friend, she’s been my nurse for the last year, she’s been my chauffeur, she’s my counselor, she’s been patient with me, she’s been constantly present for my children, she’s helped me to laugh, she’s allowed me to cry, she’s done everything that could ever be done to walk this path with me. There’s a reason why I I always refer to “our” doctors and “our” cancer…because it is, and always has been–us.

Come what may.

I sang another song at our wedding. It was a surprise to my new bride, it was a joke (please tell me that it’s obviously a joke!), and it is one of our most cherished memories. This song won’t be in our video–but there’s no better way to end this blog than to end it smiling. There’s no person that I have laughed with more than Jess. We laugh well, we laugh often, and…we’re just pretty funny together. I wish I could end this blog by somehow seriously capturing a lyric from the song below, but it’s just too cheesy and it ain’t gonna happen!