July 25th, 2012 The day my world collapsed
I am a 28 year old mother of 2 young boys (ages 2 and 3). My husband Travis and I were together 7 years and he was my soul mate. In June of 2012 my husband was offered this amazing promotion out to Las Vegas, NV for work. We decided to pack up our lives here in florida and start this new adventure. July 6th Travis and I flew to Vegas spent the weekend exploring and finding the perfect home for our family. He stayed out there for the next 3 weeks for work and flew home every Friday-Sunday to be with myself and the boys. Sunday July 22nd he flew back to Vegas and we said our goodbyes knowing on Wednesday we all would finally be together and as he said "the hard part was over". Wednesday July 25th me and my boys boarded our plane in Tampa and I called Travis with such excitement to tell him we would see him in 5 hours!!!!!! An hour later my husband passed..... He was at our new home unpacking the moving truck and suddenly felt ill. He sat down to take a break, lost consciousness and never regained it. He was later, during his autopsy, diagnosed as having hypertensive arteriosclerotic cardiovascular disease being his cause of death which caused an artery to rupture to his heart. My amazing, gentle, kind, hard working,loving husband and father was just 34 years old when he left us. When I landed in Vegas at the airport a man was waiting at the plane for me and escorted me to the USO office to meet Travis' step father who was out in Vegas to help us get settled. I knew something was wrong when this man was walking us through the airport but never in a million years could I have ever imagined what I was about to hear or how significantly my life would change in a moments notice. After I was told what happened I needed to go see him. I didn't believe that this really happened and I needed to go. I thought when I saw him they would be wrong and he would be alive in the hospital with his beautiful blue eyes shining at me and smiling with his big smile that always made me smile right back at him. I arrived at the hospital and was greeted by investigators who wanted to discuss what happened primarily because of his age and so on. Then finally I was able to see Travis, my soul mate, the father of my children and the man I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with. He was all alone..... someone should have been with him. He looked just as handsome as I will always remember him to be. He just looked asleep, peacefully asleep and surely he would hear me talking to him and wake up. I held his hand and he was not his usual warm self, he didn't squeeze my hand back like he would have always done.... this couldn't be happening. Even know looking back it is like I watched this all happen to someone else. I am not crazy, I know he is gone but I still wait for him to walk in the door after work, for my phone to ring and it be him, to wake up in the morning from this nightmare and he see him sleeping next to me. Its been 74 days and I just don't know what to do anymore.