On a quiet and unremarkable Saturday, a staggering, unforeseeable
tragedy unfolded, shattering our lives forever.
Just after noon, on March 24, 2007, my darling husband Jeff
suffered a sudden, massive cardiac event.
In a few horrific moments, his precious and beautiful life
slipped away. So quickly was he taken that I did not even have
a chance to kiss his lips and say goodbye. He was not yet 51
years old.
All that's left now is unfathomable grief. Gone is my perfect
husband, dearest friend, gentlest lover, closest confidante, the
kindest and truest spirit I've ever had the privilege and the
honor to know and to love.
But I do not grieve alone. Such a special soul was Jeff that in
addition to his many close and loving family members, there are
countless old and dear friends, even a few new "old" friends, who
mourn his tremendous loss along with me. And although it is a
stark and bitterly painful world without him, in our shared
suffering there is at least some small measure of comfort.
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