Thursday, July 23, 2015


Sad news -- Marshall died at 6:30PM this evening.

The day was a lot like yesterday and Marshall was still doing the Cheyne Stokes breathing.  I called the hospice people and asked if they could send over a chaplain to pray with us and they sent Thomas.  He was here for hours chatting with me and holding Marshall's hand.  Then around 6:00 the chaplain prayed a beautiful prayer inviting Marshall to let go and join Jesus and then the chaplain left.  He was no sooner out the door when Marshall breathed his last breath with me holding his hand.  I guess you couldn't ask for it to be more peaceful than that, right?

I called one of my neighbors to come over and be with me for a while, then I called hospice and the nurse and the chaplain were here by 7:30.  They made the arrangements for Marshall to be picked up and transported to the research facility and while we waited for the transport vehicle to come, we sat around and told stories and cried a little and laughed a lot.

Coco and I had a moment to say goodbye to Marshall when he left and now I am trying to process it all.

This blog is almost done.  I will keep it going until a memorial service is set.  My thanks to you all for giving me this wonderful outlet over the past three and a half years.


  1. Ray and I were so sorry to hear of Marshall's passing, Marilyn. We are so very sorry for your loss. Please know that you are in our thoughts and prayers.

  2. Marilyn,

    I don't know what to say really, but having watched this journey that the 2 of you traveled I am stunned and wordless. I can only express my condolences and pray you have found your peace as Marshall has found his.

    As a PCa wife of one on hospice I can relate to a certain point. God be with you the rest of your days


  3. I'm so sorry for your loss. I've been following your blog since my husband was diagnosed with prostate cancer and I can't tell you how much I've appreciated you sharing such an intimate journey. Thank you! God Bless Marshall. God bless Marilyn.

  4. I'm sorry for your loss. My Dad has advanced prostate cancer. I am scared.