Meet Wendy and Ben

On April 8, 2015, the strong, steadfast, honourable, mighty, kind, dedicated-to-the-safety-of-the-country, 46 year young Ben Saint-Onge, known as “The Titan,” was told that he had cancer.  A rare and incurable type of cancer that chooses it’s prey without rhyme or reason.  Just bad luck, they say.  You fucking think?

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Ben and I had shared our lives together since we were 22 and 23 years old.  We met on my first day at the RCMP Training Academy when love was the last thing on either of our minds.  Still, it found us, and we went with it. 
 
What followed was 25 years, 3 kids, a lot of love (occasionally some strong dislike), daily laughs, some tough times, some really amazing times, and dreams to travel the world together once the kids left the nest.  We were each other’s best friend, and this news knocked us on our asses … hard.
 
Ben fought a valiant, agonizing fight for 9 oh-so-long yet oh-so-short months.  On January 13, 2016, he took one last breath at home amidst a motley crew of family and friends, and then he was gone.  His absence has left a deep, dark void in my life and I struggle every day to learn how to live with it.  I miss him in a way that words don’t adequately describe, and so I write as a means to purge myself of the feelings that no one who hasn’t lost the love of their life can understand. 
 
I want to figure out how to live my best life without the greatest man I ever knew.  I want to laugh.  I want my kids to live their own extraordinary lives.  I want to honour “The Titan.”  I want the world to remember Ben Saint-Onge.  And so I write.

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  • commented 2017-07-13 20:11:41 -0700
    Joseph … I’m so sorry for your loss. That is so fresh for you. I’m not sure I’ll ever truly figure it out. Baby steps. Sending love your way. I hope you have tons of support.
  • commented 2017-07-13 19:06:32 -0700
    Welcome, Wendy, though I wish you had not reason to join this terrible club. My deepest condolences on your loss. Yes, we want them to be remembered…and so we write, indeed. Blessings to you and your family.
  • commented 2017-07-11 06:28:28 -0700
    “I want to figure out how to live my best life without the greatest man I ever knew” When you figure it out please let me know because I haven’t figured it out either. In my case it was my fiancé Karen who passed on May 12th 2017.
  • commented 2017-07-10 21:16:39 -0700
    You certainly are right Wendy. Instead of saying “I’m sorry” I wish I could just give a hug of understanding. xoxo
  • commented 2017-07-10 21:10:46 -0700
    Donna … I am so sorry to hear that. Sometimes there are just no appropriate words of condolence, are there?
  • commented 2017-07-10 19:43:10 -0700
    We have a lot of similarities. My husband’s cancer diagnosis & the end came in three weeks. You put into words the feelings so many of us have. Thank you.
    I’m so sorry your a member of a club none of us want to be in.
  • commented 2017-07-10 19:12:18 -0700
    So many similarities in our stories. I look forward to reading your writings ❤️
  • commented 2017-07-10 12:10:57 -0700
    Welcome… sorry you are here yet looking forward to your writings…. you are not alone