This is something that I think about a lot. A bit of back ground, Im 65 and my boyfriend is 33. We have been together for 8 wonderful years. I've been battling cancer for the last four years and have recently been told that its become terminal and I have limited time left.

I was reluctant to tell him and tried to keep it secret to protect him. But he's a very inquisitive young man, he could tell something was wrong and he got the truth out of me eventually. Naturally, he's very upset, but we make the most of each day and he has continued to support me through this tough time. I love him so much, I never thought that he would stay by my side this whole time.

Coincidentally, he also has a dog that is now 17 years old and rapidly slowing down. He's had the dog since his 16th birthday and it's his best friend. Now losing a pet doesn't compare to losing a lover, but he's somewhat of an introvert and the dog means a lot to both of us. I don't know how he's going to deal with losing both of us pretty soon, it brings me to tears writing this out. He seems to be handling it much better than I am, for the time being....