‘…Now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.’
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Last Battle, C. S. Lewis
In August 2019, my husband Stephen underwent an operation at Westmoreland Street Hospital in London to extract four litres of blood from his left lung. He was then informed by doctors that the lesion they found in the pleura of the lung was malignant.
Thus, at the age of 38, Stephen was diagnosed with Stage III Synovial Sarcoma, a very rare cancer of the soft tissue. Our three boys were aged ten, eight, and five at the time, while I was just over a month younger than Stephen.
Stephen and I met during our first year as students at King’s College London. His degree was in Physics and mine was in Hispanic Studies. After I returned from a year abroad in Spain, Stephen and I began attending church at St Helen’s, Bishopsgate. In July 2004 we were married at St Helen’s and settled down to married life in London.
Although Stephen’s degree was Physics, his passion was writing and he was keen to become a journalist or writer of some description. He began working as a legal journalist and his talent for not only writing but analysing data and presenting it in a clear and manageable manner soon made him stand out to London law firms.
