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They met when she was 14 and he was 17. They dated for two years. They got engaged a year into the relationship and then officially married a year later. So a young teenage married couple at 16 and 19. Who would have ever imagined that 56 years years later, they’d still be married and loving each other more than ever. That is a total of 58 years that these two have spent their lives together. Anna is now 73 years old this year. Ediberto (Eddie) would have been 76 years old.
Earlier this year of 2013, Eddie had 4 heart attacks and numerous other problems resonating in his body. On March 27, he had his last heart attack. He was immediately brought into the hospital and for four days, he was on life support that kept his heart just barely alive. He could barely breathe. The doctors told Anna that she had to make a decision. After years, months and days of praying that her beloved other half will just make it through and stay by her side, she had to make the decision to take away all this pain and struggle he was going through. On Easter Day March 31, 2013, a man precious to me from childhood growing up, passed away. I didn’t find out until May.
The most ironic part to all of this is that Eddie was a strong, happy, willful man. He was like a super hero to me. He was iron man. He was built tough and durable and you could just tell by looking at him. He was a Puerto Rican who grew up in New York and found his soulmate at an early age. From blurred memories, I remember talk of him being a gangster or hood kid and I don’t doubt it. He had that walk and talk like he’s seen everything. He had the look of a man who been in the low and this beautiful woman brought him to life. Whatever their story really was, it was beautiful. He worked out everyday and was just full of energy. Everyone said, “Man, I wanna look and feel like Eddie when I get older.” He did not look like a dying man. He was caring and loving. Gentle but tough. He loved Anna with everything he had.
They lived in Buffalo, NY, Clearwater, FL, The Poconos, PA, somewhere in Canada, and a few more places. This couple has been through so much together. To be with someone for 58 years out of your 73 (or 76) years of life, how do you continue on living without them? How do you live without your other half? How do you sleep alone at night when your heart is gone? I couldn’t. I would die.
I recently visited her today and my heart shattered for her. It’s been 5 months and she cried the entire 4 hours of visit. She has a huge photo of him hung in their bedroom in front of her bed so he is the first and that person she sees. She lights candles around a picture of him in the kitchen and tells him goodbye when she leaves the house and that she’ll turn them back on when she comes home. She still calls him baby.
Eddie, I know you’ve been calling Anna and that’s your way of communicating to her. It’s good to know you’re still around and still watching over. We love you dearly and you are family. I wished you didn’t move and I know that you regret it now. I’ll always remember your laugh and smile. I can’t wait for you and Anna to see us graduate. Take care of Anna.
August 24, 2013
- Massage certificate (for both of us)
- Gift Basket - water bottle, protein shake bottle, tennis balls, visor, sunblock
- Handmade personalize card
- New video game - Final fanatasy: A realm reborn
- Nice Jacket
- Nice watch - for going out
- New wallet
- Gift card for new furniture in room
- Make him cupcakes
- New sweater- crew neck
BECAUSE SO MUCH FEELS. MADARA IS JUST A MOTHERFUCKING BEAST AND SHIT FUCK SHIT CLIFFHANGERS FUCK
Remember when you asked me today, if I was happy and I said yes?
And then you asked how could I be happy in the midst of all of this?
It was because I was next to you babe. You were by my side. You were touching me. You are mine. That and being with you makes me happy babe. That’s all I need to be happy.
I’m so grateful we’re together and have gotten the privilege to get this far. I’m so grateful that you are mine. You, the man with a kind heart, gentle words, and high spirits. You, the boyfriend that puts so much of himself into us, always thinks of me, and gives me more than I believe I can return. You breathe life into me when my soul feels dead. I’m so happy you are who you are and that I have you. I’m so glad I have you because no one else deserves you and I surely don’t either but I won’t let anyone else have you either. As long as you want me. As long as you need me. As long as you love me. I am yours. You’re are my love. The love of my life. I never want you to feel unappreciated again. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for making you cry. I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for making you feel bad when I retreat. I’m sorry for being cold sometimes. I’m sorry for the 90* plunge when we’re up so high. I’m sorry for not communicating better. I’m sorry you have so much laundry when I come over. I’m sorry we fight so much. I’m sorry that we can’t freely see each other when we fight. I feel like it can be resolved if we just saw each other. Everything is just perfect when we’re together. You leaving the room to get medicine is even unacceptable. I want to be with you as close to you as I can every chance I can get.
I miss you so much. Always. Sweetest dreams Anh
I wonder if heart ache will lead to heart failure.