August 22, 2022. I’ve been wanting to post here ever since then, but haven’t had the heart. It was very sudden and unexpected and my world has been turned upside down ever since then. I’m not sure how much he posted, I think he may have mostly commented, but I know for sure he had a tab open on his phone and his computer all of the time so he could read as much as possible. He kept me in the loop and I’ve been absolutely lost without him. I don’t know anyone personally who is as intelligent as he was. When all of the things going on in the world overwhelmed me he helped me keep my head on straight. I knew him long enough to know he had an impeccable bullshit detector. I let him weed through a lot of it for me and then he’d share the important stuff with me. I miss the conversations we had so very much. He was only 55. I turned 56 in December. He always told me he married me because I’m smart. But honestly I’m quite lost and a little bewildered at this point and really looking to connect with someone who’d like to talk. I’ve never had any luck standing out on a message board like this. I just get lost in the crowd. Ask me anything if you think you’d like to chat, text, email etc, but want to know more first. I honestly think this is what he would want me to do.
My husband posted here and he passed away
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You and your husband sound just like my Dad and my stepmom. My Dad died at 55 as well--back in 2002, leaving behind his wife whom he adored because she was (is) brilliant and 6 (blended family) kids. I'm his oldest daughter. He was the smartest man I knew. He's the one who taught me to question everything, telling me from a young age that I should read, "None Dare Call it Conspiracy" (he was right--good book, btw--sounded the alarm on what the bad guys were going to try to do back in the 1970s). He worked 3rd shift 3 nights per week so was an avid Art Bell listener.
I was 37 when my Dad died. I so wish he were here to witness what is happening. It was brutal for the whole family when my Dad died, but especially my stepmom. She and I would talk for hours on the phone after he died (I live in Wisconsin and she lives in Missouri). Our longest phone call was 7 hours. Talking is a good way to process grief. It's smart of you to reach out here. You're 56. I'm now 57. I've now lived longer than my Dad ever did. Still weirds me out to think about sometimes. If you want to talk, message me and I'll send you my number.
God has a plan for you. And maybe He needed your husband to be with Him now for His plans. I know my Dad watches over me. And, no doubt, your husband is watching over you. Hang in there. I'm sure many prayers, not just mine, are being sent to God on your behalf. These are good people here. Blessings to you, fren.
Thank you so much