My Peggy

Shared by Kerry Shroy on June 8, 2021
I grew up in the country near a small town in Southern Oregon called Gold Hill. Peggy grew up in Southern California in a town called Chula Vista. Even though over 800 miles separated us, we managed to find each other. Was it fate? Divine providence? Luck? I didn't really think about it at the time, I just thought she was beautiful.

We had a long distance relationship for about 9 months when we decided the only way to really get to know each other was if we lived near each other. Peggy talked to her dad about it and with his blessing she took the bold step of leaving family and friends, found a roommate, and moved into a tiny house in Gold Hill. 

Peggy and I were married in June of 1980, one of the best days of my life. For the first five years of our marriage we had many adventures that included a trip to Israel with the Applegate Christian Fellowship and singing together in a Christian band. We didn't have much back then, our cars were old, we didn't own our house, and on several occasions we had to dig around in the couch cushions for coins so we could go on a date to the movies. Looking back now, I wouldn't change a thing. Sure, we didn't have much, but we had each other.

After five years of marriage we decided it was time to start a family. Maisey was born in 1986 and Kyle in 1988. Peggy always wanted to be a mom and she was a great mother to our kids and later an awesome "nana" to our grandkids. She prayed for Maisey and Kyle's spouses from the time they were young and we saw those prayers answered when Maisey married Haven and Kyle married Katie. Peggy loved her son in law and daughter in law very much.

Our lives were turned upside down in 2013 when Peggy was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. She had surgery and chemo and enjoyed five years of remission. Those five years were filled with grandkids, Kyle marrying Katie, and travel to places that Peggy thought she'd never see. 

She wrote in her journal concerning a planned trip to Hawaii in 2015 with Haven, Maisey and the grandkids: "I can hardly believe I get to go. I have dreamed of going my whole adult life. Last year I got to go to London and Paris. I never even dreamed of going on that trip. What an amazing trip that was." 

Sadly, Peggy's cancer returned about 3 years ago.

I had known Peggy for over 40 years when she passed away with nearly 41 of those years as her husband, how I wish it could have been 80. I was barely house broken when we first met, but knowing her, loving her, being married to her, made me a better man. I can't imagine what life will be like without Peggy. 

Our house is quiet without her here to talk to and laugh with. I wish I could again hear her voice talking on the phone with Maisey, Kyle, Haven and Katie. And I miss seeing her with her arms wrapped around our grandkids. I miss seeing her reclining in her chair on a Sunday mornings watching church services when she was too sick to go in person. There is so much more that I miss, but I wouldn't trade away those 40+ years of being Peggy's husband in order to avoid this pain of losing her.

So was it fate, divine providence or luck that brought us together in that small town town so long ago? I can't really say, but this I know, Peggy and I were meant to be together. In the truest meaning of the word, we were soulmates. 

Peggy, I miss you and will always love you.


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