I’ve seen statements over the years of the average number
of heartbeats we would experience before our hearts wear out. Humans, our bodies, our organ systems, can withstand so much
punishment but one day they do tire.
One year, one month, and one day ago my Best Friend’s heart
wore out. He’d given 29 years of love to those around him and for a decade he
allowed complete strangers to take pieces of him. Compassion took its toll and his heart
and mind sought rest. I was robbed of the husband I wanted to spend a lifetime
loving, hugging and holding and spooning, parenting with, trading jokes,
teasing and being teased by, being challenged by, sharing my days, asking
advice from, and yes even crying next to, bickering and supporting each other through
painful times. The world lost the privilege of an imperfect but amazing man living
among them. Your sacrifice will never be forgotten by me, Ryan.
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I don’t like the word “strong” because I know the real me.
Over the last 13 months the weak moments have infinitely outnumbered the strong
ones. Any shining moments were things that HAD to be done, not because I
possessed any particularly outstanding innate qualities, but because I have an
outstanding man that was a role model for being a good person, through his struggles
and vices, that I love unconditionally. I saw early on and throughout our years
together how well Ryan and I played off each other (centered, of course, around
our abilities to be stubborn-pain-in-the-ass-type-A’s) and would tell him we could
definitely be a power couple. It took death to fully grasp the meaning of Ryan being my “other half”. Your
absence, Sweetheart, is a loss felt most painfully in my soul – my being, who I
have become as an adult. But it is felt every morning I wake up with a visceral
emptiness across the fibers of each skeletal muscle, a dull ache throughout my gut, at each synapse
and with each and every beat of my heart
If I could wrap my arms around you just once more, it
would be all I need to keep going. Today undoubtedly, I will live Life for you. Thank
you for giving me a reason.
Always Yours,
Stephanie
This letter gave me goosebumps.
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