On May 23rd, 2019, God woke my hubby up and started him on his way as normal every morning, he went out for his coffee and a walk and the next time I saw him was on May 30t, 2019 in a casket 37 years together. I see people writing that their hubby left them saying he didn't love them and different stuff. I wish mines had left but I could still see him on occasion but that is not going to happen until my time I will not see him anymore. It has been a hard 2 1/2 months not seeing him, talking to him or nothing. So people LOVE each other while y'all still breathing. Keep me and three grown children and 8 grandsons and the rest of the family in prayer. This hard journey has just started...