Woody and I were married in 2004 shortly before our first home was finished being built.  We had dated for 11 years prior to getting married.  Our plans for retirement were (after I retired)  would be to buy a motor home and travel.  We had talked about maybe taking a month (the coldest month of the winter) to go to our home in Tennessee, but when he fell so heavily in love with our first grandson Mason after he was born, he decided that he would not like to be away from him for that length of time.  We had talked about getting a motor home (prior to his diagnosis of esophageal cancer) and traveling and therefore we could take the family with us to Myrtle Beach in the motor home on our summer vacations.  Woody was such a family man and wanted to include the kids, as we had always done, in our vacations.  He was the most selfless man I had ever known in my entire life.  He was always worried about everyone else.  He told me when I met him that his brother Ronnie's eyes were so bad that if he ever needed a corneal transplant, that he would donate one of his.  He was full of so much love for the ones he loved.  He was so worried about me after he was diagnosed that I would be so sad and depressed and he wrote that in his diary daily.  He was more concerned about me than his own self and that was the kind of man he was.  His doctor asked him what would he still like to do before he died and he said "take my wife to Hawaii".  We never were able to make that trip because he had gotten so dreadfully sick so fast.  There will never be another man on this earth like him.  He is greatly missed daily.  It has been five years since he went to Jesus and my only comfort is that he is no longer suffering in pain and in the arms of Jesus.   You were the best, babe.  ♥♥♥