My wife and I had a TRUE love story for the ages. We were two people who never would have gotten together without a VERY specific chain of events unfolding, and THEY DID. We have both agreed we couldn’t have ended up together any other way. I’ll spare you the details of this, but it was magical. I’m honestly thinking about writing a book about it if I can, later in life.
We didn’t have a PERFECT marriage, but she was 6 years older than me and… she made me BETTER. I’ll admit on just about every issue, she was right. It just took me a while to realize that. We were married on October 20th, 2001, and proceeded to have two beautiful children, Samantha on 11-10-03 and Richard Jr. on 11-25-2005. Unfortunately, we lost Samantha at the age of 13 to an apparent suicide. (She took too many anti-depressants, in my opinion, to try and get high.)
My beautiful bride and I made it through all these challenges together, and despite the odds, stayed together. She stuck with me when I hurt my back and spent 9 years not being able to work, and she STILL stayed with me. I know not why. I just knew I HAD to make it up to her. Recently, I went from 392 to 178. Suddenly, the back was so much better and I began working again about 18 months ago. Things were finally getting back on track for us. I was even able to replace her engagement diamond she had lost many years before, with some slight upgrades that were well deserved. She had this ring resized twice to get it right and we had just picked it up, along with mine which needed resizing because of my weight loss. Neither of us had worn our wedding rings in at least 7 years. We got them on Friday night, May 15th, 2025. We wore them with pride. For one day.
The next day, we were working on a shed together when she said she thought the heat was getting to her, so she went to lay in front of the fan. She began having terrible lower abdominal pain but refused medical care because she runs a daycare out of our home and thought the little ones gave her a tummy bug. Well, the pain only got worse all day Saturday and by Sunday morning, she said she should go to the doctor, but she couldn’t make it to the car. I was done waiting and called an ambulance.
To make a long story short, it turned out some of her colon had died mysteriously and she had to have it removed over the course of two highly dangerous surgeries. Unfortunately, my Angel passed away Friday, May 16th after I had to make the call to terminate life support.
She was THE HEALTHY ONE! THIS WASN’T SUPPOSED to happen! She is MY caretaker and now I have no clue what we will do. If anybody can bring her back, I’d gladly give all the money I make for the rest of my life to them. However, I’m told this is not possible, so I’m asking for whatever help you can give to help offset the costs of the funeral and all the expenses that come with them. My 19-year-old son doesn’t even have a dress shirt to wear.
Please, anything would help. I’m not accustomed to begging, but my son is now ALL I have left and I don’t want him worrying about us not having a home.
Thank you in advance, just for reading.
