Bride Shaves Her Head At Her Wedding To Support Her Terminally Ill Groom
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In a loving tribute to her terminally ill groom, a bride decided to shave her head at her very own wedding reception in Liverpool. And as you can see from these pictures (taken by Kimberley and Anthony Struth of Struth Photography), the result was as heartbreaking as it was heartwarming.
Craig and Joan Lyons have known each other for over thirty years, but unknown to Joan, Craig had always been in love with her. “I fell in love with her as soon as I set my eyes on her when we were 14,” Craig told the Daily Mail. 18 months ago he decided to tell her how he really felt and the couple have just got married. They had planned to marry later in the year but they decided to bring the date forward when Craig’s pancreatic cancer became terminal. In a beautiful act of solidarity, Joan decided to cut off her hair after she walked down the aisle with her new husband.
“It was obviously the first time I had seen Joan without her hair and she looked beautiful, absolutely stunning,” he told the Daily Mail. “She is the woman of my dreams.” Joan donated her hair to the Little Princess Trust, a charity that creates wigs for children who’ve lost their hair during cancer treatment.
More info: Struth Photography | Little Princess Trust (h/t)
In a loving tribute to her terminally ill groom, a bride decided to shave her head at her very own wedding reception
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
Craig and Joan Lyons have known each other for over thirty years
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
But unknown to Joan, Craig had always been in love with her
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
“I fell in love with her as soon as I set my eyes on her when we were 14,” Craig told the Daily Mail
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
18 months ago he decided to tell her how he really felt and the couple have just got married
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
They decided to bring the date forward when Craig’s pancreatic cancer became terminal
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
Joan decided to cut off her hair after she walked down the aisle with her new husband
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
“It was obviously the first time I had seen Joan without her hair and she looked beautiful, absolutely stunning,” said Craig
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
“She is the woman of my dreams”
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
Joan donated her hair to the Little Princess Trust, a charity that creates wigs for children who’ve lost their hair during cancer treatment
Image credits: Kimberley Struth
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Try to not cry... Cry a lot.
Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere vey near
This is beautiful, Marieange. Thank you for sharing it. ❤
As a stage IV metastatic patient, I couldn't help but cry.
Love and prayers to you.. May your days be filled with peace.
I really wish you all the best! Prayers
Prayers to you xo