Rick Brandt
I seem, still to be at a loss of words. It's been eight months since you left the world and I still haven't adjusted to the loss of your presence. I have responsibilities that keep me busy, yet nothing can fill the emptiness, the void left by your passing. It is written that 'and the two will become one flesh'. So they are no longer two, but one flesh. I then have become half a person, missing my better half. In 1969, you left your family behind and came to America all alone; you came thousands of miles to a strange land after knowing me for such a shirt while. How daring that was! How brave you were! And with God's guidance we brought others to America like Moses and Zipporah, bringing people to the new land. We lived many places in our lives partly because of my Navy career and partly because of other opportunities, but we nearly always went together, experiencing new places, meeting new people; you were always the catalyst, the socialite, I was the income earner, the supporter. You made connections, I made things happen.I found the note you wrote the day we sat in Clark Gable's Deusenberg: "This is the happiest day of my life! I sat in Clark Gable's car". I had no idea it meant so much to you. While you were sick we all had hope that you would recover, yet you knew that was not to be. I found the notes you left me when I returned to the house after the funeral. Notes of praise and love. I miss you so much.I love you and will love you forever. I look forward to awakening with you at the end of time when The Lord recreates Heaven and Earth in perfection.2nd Corinthians 6:4 "…he which raised up the Lord Jesus shall raise up us also by Jesus…".I love you…asawa mo.