My husband died right in front of me in my kitchen. My daughter and son was there my son holding his head telling him to breathe my daughter calling 911 and rubbing his feet. I was giving him CPR until ambulance came. They took him to the hospital his mom dad and sister and my neice came.I prayed to God to save him, to forgive him to love him. My emotions was everywhere. He died on April 16, 2015. The thing I keep thinking about is right before his death he came up stairs from playing his favorite game on his PlayStation and he looked at me and I was like what's wrong? Then he fell down. I never got to say I love you or anything. He had a blood clot. It's been 2 1/2 months and I'm still crying but it's not as painful as before. I wanted to die with him when he first passed away. I'm thankful for family and friends that have helped me with all of this. Richard was my life, I was with him since I was a teenager. Learning to live this new life is hard thank goodness for my kids being with me right now.