His presence lit up a room. His laugh was contagious. He was a gentle giant with sharp wit and a tender heart. He always strived to be better in every way, every day. His mom was his best friend, and as "they" say, you can tell a lot about a man by the way he treats his mother. He gave a lot to miss.
I've now been without him for as long as I was with him... That thought is almost incomprehensible. I thought we were older when we first met, but now looking back twenty years, we were still just babies. Jacob is growing into a very handsome young man who looks more and more like him every day, and Sydney is also undeniably his child - people say she's my mini me, but I can't help but see more of her daddy in her.
Now that I'm remarried, it's difficult to describe how much I love Matt and miss him just as much today as the day he died, and not feel like I might be hurting my current husband, but I'm thankful that I married a man who is secure enough in himself to not feel slighted by this. He actually loves the love that I have for my late husband, because he knows that's how well-loved he is as my current husband.
I'm so thankful for the ten years I had with him, and I'm thankful that I've not only survived ten years without him, but am a better person for having had him in my life. I'm thankful for the amazing children he gave me. I'm thankful for his continued presence in our lives. I'm thankful for love that never dies.