Welcome

Hi, and welcome to my new blog.  I am not a writer, certainly never written a blog before so excuse me as I learn as I go.  I thought I would get some of what goes on in my head written down since losing my husband Martin when he was 48 years old and myself just 46 years old.  There's such as thing called baby brain, well I've discovered there is also widow brain, so I guess if I write things down, I can always look back and remember.

Just a brief back story.  I met Martin on May 11th 1996.  I remember it because it was FA cup final day and Liverpool had lost to Manchester United, and I met Martin at a local pub drowning his sorrows at his teams loss.  When I say drowning his sorrows, he was actually dancing across the room wearing a green curly wig.  He was 25 years, I was 22. We were pretty much together from then, engaged 4 months later, and married May 9th 1998. 

We have 4 children together, three boys and one girl. When Martin died, Jamie was 19yrs, Ethan 17, Kiera 15 and Taran 8.

Martin was a school maintenance officer, (caretaker) and was well known in our community from working at the primary school for 15 years and also from working at the hospice his dad founded years before, which Martin had helped to build, and worked in maintenance there for many years, but he was very chatty and loved talking to residents, staff, relatives, well anyone. There wasn't a day we went to the shops where I wouldn't lose him because he got chatting to someone he knew.  You know they say opposites attract, well that was us, I am an introvert and get anxious very easily. He was bubbly and chatty and put everyone at ease, which is probably why we got on as we did.

Anyway, there was very little wrong with Martin health wise in general. There was no warning that he would die young.  He walked or would ride his bike everywhere he needed to go.  We had a car, but he never drove, he never needed to really, I had the car for work, he worked local.  He wasn't particularly bothered about healthy eating, but he didn't eat badly either, he had a few drinks some weekends.  He was just a normal 48 year old working family man.  So, I still don't understand why he had a huge stroke on the morning of October 6th 2019 which led to his death on October 14th. 

I will go into what happened in my next post.