My husband is my hero. Even in the face of death he remained strong of mind and body. He never complained or mentioned his impending demise to those around him. Whenever they asked him how he was feeling he would reply with a smile "just fine".
Latest Conversations: Jul 25, 2010
It has been three years since Joel passed away and I still look upon him as my hero. I can still see him smiling through the worst thing that could possibly have happened to him. I can still feel his calmness, his strength and quiet resolve right up to the end of his life. I can still hear him telling me how much he loved me over and over again just before he died. I realize more and more with each passing day just how lucky I was to have him in my life. He was my sanity, my stability, my strength, my courage, my sense of decency, my reason for trying to be the best that I could be. He was my positive force in everything I did. He made me feel beautiful, intelligent and important.
Without him I am lost, confused, frightened, and very mixed up. I am barely existing. I go nowhere, see no one, and try nothing new. I am barely existing. Funny how one person can make such a difference in one's life. I miss you Joel and can't wait to be with you again. Time is not going by fast enough for me. I have given up and quit trying.
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