I don’t even know how to express my profound sadness that you are not here; but somehow I feel your presence guiding me and talking me through the hard nights.
I’m sorry I didn’t laugh more at your corny jokes. I actually miss them. I miss how you came to me every morning and every evening and ask “can I do anything for you, dear”. I almost always said no thank you, but you never missed a day.
I will miss our Friday night “date night”. It was our one time out of the week where we could sit and talk and relax. We were always so busy.
I was so proud of you for the way you always went out of your way to help others. I told you that, but maybe not enough.
You were the best husband a girl could have. I tried to be a good wife, but you take the gold medal there. I probably didn’t deserve you. But I will always be grateful for the 39 years of being your wife, and how I was accepted by the Sonheim family. I love them like you did.
You took on one of the hardest jobs there is; becoming an instant parent to Jeff, Kathi, and Andi. Then along comes our little unexpected bundle of joy, Sarah. The early years were rough; but look at the fantastic adults they are today. You were so proud of them.
You were my best friend. And you were friend to so many others. You may be surprised at the outpouring of affection and sadness that has been expressed at your leaving us. The general theme is how you were always there with a helping hand. That personifies who you were. A wonderful man who always considered the welfare of others before his own.
I have been questioning God about why He took you without warning, but have found no answers. I will have to just trust that God saw how hard you have worked your whole life; it was time to lay down your tools and rest. So, rest in peace, my love. We will be together again some sweet day. And don’t try to fix anything in Heaven, Mr. Fix it. I hope God has hidden the hammers.