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Herausgeber: Books on Demand
Kategorie: Sachliteratur, Reportagen, Biografien
Sprache: Englisch

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A Swedish woman meets an Amerikan man in a Dating site. Love is there from the beginning. They meet in Los Angeles. Passion, Love and later Marriage. She moves to United States. Culture crashes, different languages, misunderstanding but they come over the obstacles. She gets cancer in USA but survives. He recently died in a sudden death. Match made in Heaven!

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

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Leseprobe

Dedication to my deceased husband Lyle Kier

16 YEARS BEFORE - Meeting

USA

THE PROMENADE

CATALINA ISLAND

FIRE

DEAN TELLS THE FAMILY ABOUT OUR LOVE

THE MEETING IN SWEDEN

CHRISTMAS

CULTURES

MARRIAGE PROPOSAL

SEPTEMBER 11 2001

STOCKHOLM

OUR WEDDING

BALLOON RIDE

VIETNAM

THANKSGIVING

BREASTCANCER

AMERICAN CITIZEN

SCHOOL

SWEDISH IN THE UNITED STATES

DYSLEXIA

DISEASE

I sit in the kitchen and looking at the beautiful sky with orange clouds and among these, I see airplanes as a string of pearls fly against the airport.

I wonder, if my beloved husband is among all these orange clouds.

Memories come to me of a beautiful, caring, supportive husband, who thinks of others before himself. He is always a courteous gentleman, pleasant against other people. He loved me so much. I was his "Precious Angel," his "Sweetheart", his "Honey". I will never hear these beautiful words anymore.

My beloved husband Dean died 06:15 am, on a cold February morning. His heart stopped three times.

2 days before I received a call from the hospital, that Dean's heart stopped, but they started it with CPR.

When I arrived the next morning at the hospital, I heard him say to me:

"Hey, I thought, you were an Angel, I was in heaven last night and it was so beautiful there with wonderful music".

"So you know that you were dead for a few minutes?"

"Yes."

This whole day he was on an euphoric mood, joking with the nurses, planned hunting trips with his brother. He bragged about his grandchildren.

Later in the afternoon, he wanted to have dinner. He had not eaten for a month, now he was hungry and he wanted to have turkey, beer and vanilla ice cream. He had really longed for these.

He enjoyed the dinner, as it was like "Jesus last supper".

He said to the nurse afterwards: "I loved the food-it was like an orgasm".

With my Victorian upbringing, I reacted over his expression:

"What are you saying," somehow very embarrassed. But so he was, straight, natural and spontaneous. The nurse laughed.

In the evening I wanted to go home to eat my dinner.

He asked me: "stay here with me, baby! " I saw his sad face.

"I'll be back tomorrow morning, my darling.

I love you. "

"Your children will come and visit this evening."

I gave him a kiss and waved to him.

"See you tomorrow, my precious!"

There were no more morning…… for him.

I got a call from the hospital 04:45 am, they could not start the heart again and I ran with frosty windows in my car to the hospital, I could barely see through them. I was stressed and rushed up to his room. They still worked on him with CPR, but the doctor said that there is no hope.

Why? Why?

I wanted to, they would continue with CPR, but the doctor said:

"It is no use, the brain is damaged, because it had no oxygen for an extended period of time. Let's stop the life support machines. "

I have to make decisions for them to stop the machines.

"Please, wait until his daughters have come".

So they did. His daughters came and sat weeping with me around his bed.

6.15 am they shut down the machines. My husband got the most peaceful, beautiful face, no more pain and hopefully a better life now without suffering.

But here we were struggling with the pain and tears of losing a wonderful husband, father, grandfather and brother.

I have suffered a lot with this decision, that the life-support machines would be shut down. I was wondering if this was the right decision.

I am thinking of professor in physics, Stephen Hawkins with ALS, whose wife refused doctors to turn off the machines after he had a stroke, with brain damage and he is still alive.

Anyway, he can't talk, but he has a computer that is connected, so he can write, what he's trying to say. He still gives lectures around the world. I saw the movie about him after Dean's death.

I'm sitting in the chair in the living room and watching Good morning America on television a few days after Dean's death. I hear a very sad birds singing outside of the treeacross from the large window. It is a male-mourning dove, which looks at me and singing. It is the most sad sound I heard from this beautiful dove.

I'm thinking: "you come back and check up on me!"

I start to cry.

"This is a sign from my wonderful husband to come back and check up, how I feel!"

This is so overwhelming and I think there is another life after death. He is there for a long time, to find out how I feel. He is sorry for me, that I'm alone now.

Dean has always been interested in nature and especially birds, he writes about his life in the camp in the desert Wildlife Area, where

"thousands of Sandhill Cranes landing within my campsite. All night long their calls deafed the night with screams of birds taken by coyotes and other predators. At dawn their flight to the southern Party took place. It was amazing with thousands of these birds, some coming within 6m flew up to a vortex. The vortex of birds spiraled up and up until enough altitude was gained to fly south. It was spectular! Most birders wait and watch for years for this amazing display. I was lucky. Right there at the perfect time in the migration. "