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Cindy McCain on saying goodbye to her husband, John McCain, and staying in the fight

Cindy McCain reflects on the loss of her husband, Sen. John McCain, her life without him, and the work that remains to be done fighting for the causes they embraced together.

In August, Cindy McCain was with her husband of 38 years, Sen. John McCain, when the former Navy pilot, Vietnam POW, Senate maverick and presidential contender died at their home in Arizona after a yearlong struggle with brain cancer.

In an exclusive essay for TODAY's Voices series, Cindy McCain recalls the tenderness of their final moments together when, facing his favorite creek, John “(leapt) into the hereafter, like the daring aviator he’d once been” and reflects on the resolve she feels for the work that remains to be done. “He left us our instructions, and every day I can still hear him,” she says.

We had a year to prepare for life without him, a full, satisfying year, a year of reminiscences and tenderness, of public appeals and private instructions, of adding chapters to our family history — a daughter married, a son deployed — and stories to his legend.

It was a year of hope and resolve, of courage and kindness, of future plans and poignant goodbyes. There were many highs and a few lows. And as we knew he would, he faced them all with grace, and the sly humor he had always used to lift our spirits at low moments — to tease us, to laugh at life’s curveballs, to make life with him so much fun.

The last couple months saw a steady decline. He struggled to stay in the fight, but he knew his service in America’s cause was nearing an end.

And when the end came, it came swiftly, as if he had taken the final measure of his situation and resolved to embrace it, give thanks and leap into the hereafter, like the daring aviator he had once been and the brave soul he had remained.

Family and friends surrounded him. He always drew a crowd. He faced the creek he loved. A black hawk swooped low overhead and settled on the branch of a cottonwood to keep watch. Sinatra on his playlist, singing “My Way.” Goodbye.

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Sen. John McCain, Cindy, children Jack and Meghan re-enacting a Senate swear-in service with then-Vice President George H.W. Bush in 1987. Cynthia Johnson / The LIFE Images Collection/Getty Images

Then up our hill at sunset. A crowd waiting, as crowds would gather everywhere he traveled the next week, saluting, hands on hearts, waving flags. Services rendered with the messages and music, the friends and ceremony he had requested.

He had wanted it to be a celebration of his life’s cause, his beloved country, as much as it was a tribute to his memory. He wanted to part with America on terms that would inspire us to keep the faith, to fight for our ideals.

And so he did, in the illuminating accounts and funny stories of a patriot’s life, offered by friends and family and fellow Americans, in the rousing chorus of "Battle Hymn of the Republic" and the affecting lyrics of his favorite song, "Danny Boy."

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Cindy McCain during John McCain's memorial service in Phoenix, Arizona, on August 29, 2018.Ross D. Franklin / Getty Images

It was the stirring experience we hoped it would be, though at one point, as the music swelled in that magnificent cathedral, I could’ve sworn I heard his voice complain it was taking “too damn long.”

Our final parting the next day was more personal, a naval officer’s, a husband’s and father’s farewell on the banks of the Severn River in Maryland.

There have been lots of things to do since we said goodbye to carry on the causes that had meant so much to him.

The McCain Institute launched a campaign, Mavericks Needed, to engage more people in the defense of human dignity. There have been tributes intended to associate his name with good works he had admired.

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And my own work in the same spirit continues, fighting human trafficking, chairing the McCain Institute board, speaking out for the persecuted and threatened, enjoying and worrying about my children, and especially enjoying our grandson, Mac, otherwise known as John Sidney McCain V.

Admittedly, after 38 years of marriage to the force of nature that was John McCain, living without him is not an easy adjustment. But adjust we will. He left us our instructions, and every day I can still hear him insist, “Don’t slack off. You know what to do.”

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The pair on the campaign trail in 1999. McCain faced his final months "with grace and the sly humor he had always used to lift our spirits at low moments," Cindy McCain said. Harry Hamburg / NY Daily News/Getty Images

Stay busy, serve causes greater than ourselves, stay in the arena, pick fights with the bad guys, and keep faith with the little guys. Remember, as he remembered, that the bell tolls for us, and to make our life as useful to others as it is to us.

After so many years of life with him, of watching and learning from his example, of seeing him fight for his country and her ideals, of loving him, I really wouldn’t know what else to do.