Thursday, June 30, 2011
The day my world stopped....
One week ago today, my husband went to meet Jesus. He was a Christian - for that I am ever thankful. But he was also my best friend, the love of my life, and my soul mate. He was kissing me goodnight, and was gone the next morning. He died in the bathroom in our home of a brain aneurysm. It was the worst event of my life. My husband left behind a wife and 4 children. One is only 1 year old. He was only 30. I decided to keep a blog to remember him by. Maybe someone will come across it and they can help me - I can help them, I don't know. But at least I can keep every memory alive and share them as they come to me.
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Please email me. My husband died at 25 of a blood clot in his lung. We were married one year and three months. It's been 3 years since his passing. I would love to chat with you. I am now 27 years old, and also am a widow. emailkristianna@gmail.com
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