It is with a very heavy heart that I write this tonight. Less than one week ago, the man that I loved more than any other committed suicide. My husband,the love of my life, is gone and I am so very sad. I am sad at the thought that I will never again hear him call me "babe" or grow old with him or watch our grandchildren play in the yard like he said he always wanted to. He wanted to sit on the porch like old people do, in a rocking chair, watching the Texas sunset.
As all who have read my blogs know, my fight for my husband and for his freedom was a tough one. He was in the United States and I was in Canada. It was hard and it tested not only his resilience but also our commitment to and love for one another and after 18 long months and 3,000 miles we were reunited and nothing was going to keep us apart...nothing but this.
Cody always used to say "I wish I had met you sooner. Maybe in the next life we will be high school sweethearts and we will be together for all our lives..this one and the next and the next after that."
So, to the love of my life...see you in the next life. I will be looking for you. I hope you find me quickly.
Rest in Peace, Cody.
Always,
Kim
