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You came home from a trip. You insisted on date night even though your tummy hurt. We went to PF Chengs and a movie. We took this pic. Next day I ran errands, you were still hurting. To the ER we go. You were so damn mad I made you go...even the ER nurses were laughing. Thank God football was on. I left you at 11pm because I had a big meeting the next morning. My single largest regret in life. Next morning As I was pulling in to hospital they called and said he has to go in for surgery. Not till I get there dammit. As I reached the room so did the surgeon and joy. You lifted your mask and said "if anything happens I love you." I can't remember if I kissed you because I knew nothing would happen. I never considered loosing you because I had always had you. You were such a Goliath of a man so strong and determined. God decided to teach me a lesson that day. To never take anything for granted especially true love. I love you Big Money.

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