2010. This has to be a better year than 2009. I just has to be.
My name is Lexie and on July 12, 2009, I lost my husband of 3 and 1/2 years. It was unexpected. I never dreamed that at the age of 42 yrs old, I would be a Widow. I had only believed that maybe I might have to deal with the death of my beloved husband when we were in our 90’s. That Sunday, my world totally changed forever. I lost the love of my life; my soulmate; my best friend; my husband, Corey.
Corey was only 45 years old. An intelligent man, full of knowledge and full of crap, as he would say. He loved to tease me, loved to challenge me and loved me unconditionally. He pampered me, he kissed me every single morning and night. He always said he was proud of me. And I adored him. I wanted nothing more to make him happy; be his loving wife and make a home for us.
On July 12th, he left this world to be with God and with all the other family members that have passed before him. I hope and pray that when he passed, there was no pain. I believe in my heart that he felt nothing and that he went to heaven in full glory. I just wish that I had been with him. And I wasn not.
I was gone for the weekend. Girls weekend with some new friends. Just a short 2 hour drive to the beach. Just the girls; eating, getting sunburned and drinking sangria. Maybe a little drunk texting and facebooking that Saturday night, but having a good time with new friends. I talked to him that Saturday; he was checking to make sure that I was having a good time. He had encouraged me to go. He said he and the dog were just napping and watching TV. History Channel, no doubt.
On that Sunday, I called when I left. Just to see should I pick up some dinner on the way in. Maybe some BBQ from our favorite place. There was no answer. I left a message and thought nothing of it. He usually napped on Sunday or maybe, he was headed out McDonalds one last time before I got home.
But that was not the case. Arriving home, noticing the bedroom was dark, I went in to find out what was up. Was he still asleep? At 2 pm in the afternoon on a Sunday, he would have had the blinds open; but they were not. I turned on the light next to his side of the bed and he was still there. I thought asleep. Maybe napping again. But he would not wake up. That is when my world came crashing down.
That was the day my life changed forever. That’s the day I lost the love of my life. That is the day that I prayed to God to take me too; to bring me with him. That was the day Corey became my angel.
to be continuted.