We found out this morning that the youngest member of our not-so-merry band of colon cancer retreat participants died on Wednesday. His wife had emailed us a few days prior to let us know that the end was near. They just got married in October. Both young, both beautiful. In one of their wedding photos there is a wooden door that is open. On one side, J is leaning the side of her head gently against the door, her eyes slightly closed, a small smile. She looks peaceful and happy. On the other side, K has his back against the door with his head touching it ever so slightly. He looks content. It is an image that I cannot shake – so stunning and so heartbreaking. I am sad for their loss. For their little girl who won’t know her father. For the life K didn’t get to have. And for the lovely woman who was his wife for two short months.