As I sit and think about this past year, it is hard for me not to think about the agony that Craig was in at this point.  It is hard to believe that you can love someone enough that you pray for them to go.  But I can remember it was about this time I was praying for Craig to stop fighting.  His courageous battle was over. 

His life inspired so many people then and still does today.  He was truly one of a kind.  He will always be my hero and a blessing in my life.  It saddens me when I think of his final days, but I am happy when I think of the time we did get to spend together.  He was such a wonderful, loving and tender husband.  He was the best father a child could ever want or need.  I am glad we traveled, entertained and made many friends on our journey as husband and wife.  I've been reading some books lately and some say that you tend to put your loved one on a "pedestal" and forget their bad habits and the things that annoyed you.  But I have to say except for Craig's figiting (tapping, channel changing, etc) he really was a great human being without many faults, whom I miss terribly.

He was the smartest man I ever knew.  The calm in a storm.  My rock.  My tender arms to run to when I was afraid.  My shoulder to cry on when I was scared.  Always made me laugh. He was a loving father. He was silly.  He was gentle.  He was kind.  He was fun.  He was spontaneous.  He was strong.  He was compassionate.  He was a hard worker.  He was dependable.  He was a high achiever.  He was respected.  He was loved.  He was liked.  He was a good friend.  He was a fair boss.  He was forgiving.  He was a fighter.  He was brave.  He was never selfish.  He was giving.  He was a good son.  He was a good brother.  He was good son in law.  He was the BEST husband.  HE WAS...............

He IS missed..............

Shelly