Hi I lost my husband this year tragically unexpectedly to covid. We were together just 5 years and they were the best of my life. I miss him every minute of the day. He was my person. My only person that cared for me, believed in me, loved me. He gave me every part of him. I never had anyone treat me so good. We were 100 percent a team. We had each other's back with everything. He even chose me,me! Over and over again when my stepchildren, my mother in law, and some nosy neighborhood townsfolk tried to split us up. We loved, needed, and accepted each other despite my flaws. He spoiled me, took me on trips, vacations, and was constantly buying me gifts, flowers, chocolate. Whenever we were apart we were on the phone always. In all my years I never had anyone like my husband who did everything for us, not even close. We met later in life and almost instantly were un seperable. We married quickly as well after only dating 7 months. My husband was trying so hard to buy us a home it was his dream to own a home when he passed and he was working out of state when he got sick and passed in an out of state hospital. It was horror the hospital would not let me in and took from me saying goodbye to my husband I had to say goodbye on the telephone of all unimaginable things. I had to watch my husband dying on an iPad unable to hold his hand,, fix his pillow,, or for gods sake clean the gunk from his eyes. I have not known anyone who dies from covid and the only stories I heard were people with mild symptoms and recovered. I could not fathom this would happen and of course I feel so stupid and shameful of my stupidity. When I met my husband I had 2 jobs. Absolutely no love or life existed in my world until we met. I was only a slave serving the end. I cannot go back to that.
