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Two Years, Seven Months Ago Our Lives Changed Forever

My husband Stewart and I with our two daughters in Hawaii in January 2012

My husband, Stewart, passed away suddenly at age 52 on May 10, 2012 at 12:24 pm from an undiagnosed Pulmonary Embolism. I rushed to the hospital after receiving a frantic phone call from a neighbor saying he had been taken to the hospital after fainting at home. I actually talked to him while he was in the ambulance and he told me what room to meet him at in the hospital. That never happened. When I got there, I was put in a small room for about 20 minutes when a doctor came and told me I needed to say good-bye.

Those first minutes, hours, days, weeks and months were a blur. I realize now I suffered a traumatic episode too as well. That morning I was married and the mother of two teenage girls. As a cancer survivor, I worked part-time at a local hospital as a Technical Writer. Married for over 25 years, my husband worked as an Agriculture Journalist and often traveled in his work. That afternoon, I was a widow with two teenage girls.

The first year I remember I dreaded the 10th of every month until one month, about a year after he died, the 10th came and went without me realizing it. Today is the 10th, but just like everything I do, it's a little off. I thought it was 2 years and 6 months since he died, but I think it is actually 2 years and 7 months.  I wanted to post this blog on December 10, but I think the time/day setting is wrong on this laptop, so it says December 11.

I've told people that 2 years seems like 2 seconds and 20 years, all at the same time. With the holidays approaching, I wanted to at least acknowledge that he was here, but is now gone.

I'm still taking it day by day. This was never our plan.

My daughters and I with a plaque honoring my late husband at the National Association of Farm Broadcasters (NAFB) annual convention in Kansas City in November 2012

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Comment by Patience on December 17, 2016 at 4:43pm
Thinking of you Leslie
Comment by flannery on December 13, 2014 at 4:38pm

So incredibly well said, "both 2 seconds and 20 years." And the part where you say everything you do is "a little off" I too have found that to be true in pretty much everything I do and how I approach things as well. I am also the mother of two teenagers and what a challenge and joy that is!  Thank you so much for sharing, it's been other's stories that have helped me the most these last two years and three months. Sending you thoughts for much peace for the holidays.

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