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The unfortunate fact about the last 20 is:
On February 7, 2019, I lost my father. 2 months and 2 days later on April 9, 2019 I lost my husband, best friend and soulmate, Jeremy. My nephew Keith was murdered in December of 2019. In March of 2020, I lost my dad's sister, Beth. On April 13, 2020 my friend and ex fianceè, Wayne passed away. Wanna talk about trauma to the fullest extent? I was under the impression that death comes in threes. Yeah right.
My father was 67 years old, had a bad heart, and basically froze to death under a bridge. My husband passed away in a single vehicle roll over accident caused by distracted driving (a text could not wait). My nephew's death was senseless, and they're still looking for the perpetrator. My aunt, I believe, passed away from a broken heart after daddy died. Wayne was my oldest daughter's father. He was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer, and 10 days later was gone.
I gotta tell ya, I didn't think I would make it emotionally. My daughter, Autumn has lost her Grandpa, the man she called dad, and her father in a short period of time, and I was worried about her for a while. However, she has put herself in a management position at Little Caesars Pizza, and is doing well. My other 2 children are both adults, and they have chosen to bury themselves in work, as well.
There are so many things that happened to me after I lost Jeremy that it's disgusting. That will be featured on my next blog.