You don't miss someone, until your at a certain moment in life, where you think of that special person and would want them to be with you. That's when you realise you miss someone. And at this very moment in time, I miss my husband more than words can describe. He was such a Good fellow, I'll never understand why the heavens would take him. He looked out for me when no one else would. He was a fighter, just a good man having a battle with cancer. The poor man, gave it one hundred and ten percent, he never failed to come home with a huge smile on his face and without a doubt make me laugh. He'd take care of me, just like a man should, he made me feel protected and safe. He was a man with a heart of gold. He served this country for thirty six years, and then had to leave due to a brain injury. He lost all his memory, and lost control of the one side of the body. It took him ages to recover. I helped him talk again, walk and tell him about everything and everyone in his family. With help from his family and friends we got his life back together, it took along time but we managed to get him back to his normal state of fitness and social wellbeing. But then a year and half passed and he was diagnosed with cancer and that's when it hit us hard. He had just battled his traumatising experience with the war and now cancer? We thought this wasn't real, this couldn't happen to us? What have we ever done this bad to anyone, to deserve this? We haven't done nothing, but serve our country and make peace with the world. After battling hard with cancer and me trying my best to help him through this, going back and forth the hospital for treatments and medication, my husband sadly passed away, on the 12th of December 2009. He died whilst asleep, doctors said that "his body just shut down and couldn't cope with no more pain" This brought relief to me, to know that he was out of pain but great sadness as he shouldn't have passed away yet. He died at the age 66, and had so many years ahead of him. His funeral is on the 16th of December 2009, in two days. And I don't think I'm physically or mentally ready for it. It's been such an extremely hard two years for me and my husband, but now he's at peace and I love his more than words can describe..
