Today I am remembering my soulmate and father of my children. Alex left me 5 years ago today. I would like to write some of my memories of him.
He grew up in a home with no electricity or running water. The house only had two bedrooms and 10 kids had to share one bedroom. He made his own toys from old sardine cans with strings so he could put them together and make a train. He loved sledding and he finally got a sled for Christmas one year. He was very talented. He was very good with wood working. His woodworking tools are in the shop and when I see them, I kind feel like they are lonely since he has not used them for so long. He never forgot a special occassion. At work I always received flower or candy. He would send flowers to my mother on her birthday and anniversary. He loved giving to others. I could always count on him to fix anything that needed fixing. He loved to tease and sometimes his teasing was taken the wrong way, but that was one of his ways to show his love. He was a very hard worker and would work 8 hours or more a day at his day job and come home and work in the yard until it got dark. He enjoyed working the soil. He could not wait for Spring to start planting his garden, and his garden was wonderful. He was getting ready to plant his garden when his life was cut short. He had been working on the tractor just the night before his death. He had planned to go get manure to fertilize his garden. He was going to do that after the trip we were supposed to take with Marty and his family. He had gone through two terrible surgeries on his knees and nearly died the last time. He got a settlement and he didn't get to use most of it. He got a 4-wheeler for his birthday less than a month before he died. So every April 9th and every Easter or Good Friday brings back the memories of his death. But the memories of his life are good and he certainly left a good example for those he left behind. He taught his kids how to work hard and the value of hard work. He left his gift for fixing things to his sons. He can rest in peace knowing that all of children have turned out to be outstanding citizens and all of them have succeeded in life as kids to be very proud of. So honey, know that I miss you and I will always remeber what you did for us. I must go on with life and I am sorry yours was caught short.
He grew up in a home with no electricity or running water. The house only had two bedrooms and 10 kids had to share one bedroom. He made his own toys from old sardine cans with strings so he could put them together and make a train. He loved sledding and he finally got a sled for Christmas one year. He was very talented. He was very good with wood working. His woodworking tools are in the shop and when I see them, I kind feel like they are lonely since he has not used them for so long. He never forgot a special occassion. At work I always received flower or candy. He would send flowers to my mother on her birthday and anniversary. He loved giving to others. I could always count on him to fix anything that needed fixing. He loved to tease and sometimes his teasing was taken the wrong way, but that was one of his ways to show his love. He was a very hard worker and would work 8 hours or more a day at his day job and come home and work in the yard until it got dark. He enjoyed working the soil. He could not wait for Spring to start planting his garden, and his garden was wonderful. He was getting ready to plant his garden when his life was cut short. He had been working on the tractor just the night before his death. He had planned to go get manure to fertilize his garden. He was going to do that after the trip we were supposed to take with Marty and his family. He had gone through two terrible surgeries on his knees and nearly died the last time. He got a settlement and he didn't get to use most of it. He got a 4-wheeler for his birthday less than a month before he died. So every April 9th and every Easter or Good Friday brings back the memories of his death. But the memories of his life are good and he certainly left a good example for those he left behind. He taught his kids how to work hard and the value of hard work. He left his gift for fixing things to his sons. He can rest in peace knowing that all of children have turned out to be outstanding citizens and all of them have succeeded in life as kids to be very proud of. So honey, know that I miss you and I will always remeber what you did for us. I must go on with life and I am sorry yours was caught short.
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