Saying Goodbye to My Love: Jeff, My Husband, My Best Friend

I still can’t believe I’m writing these words. My fun, hilarious husband, Jeff, passed away on Saturday, and I’m left here, struggling to understand how to live in a world without him. For those of you who knew Jeff, you know that he was the life of the party, always the one making everyone laugh, bringing light to every room he entered. Losing him feels like losing a part of myself, a part I can never get back.

Jeff and I were together for so many years—since I was just 18 years old. We grew up together, shared our dreams, and built a life full of love, laughter, and memories. Every day with him was a gift, and now, every day without him feels like an impossible challenge. I find myself thinking about what life will be like without the man I’ve loved for so long, and the thought is almost unbearable.

A Heartbreaking Void: The Loss of Jeff’s Presence

Losing Jeff doesn’t just mean losing a husband; it means losing the very essence of the person who made our world brighter. He was not only my partner in life, but also the father of our boys. They, too, feel this immense loss, and I see it in their eyes every day. We’re surrounded by love from family and friends, and I’m grateful for that, but it’s Jeff’s presence that we miss the most. His laughter, his energy, his love—it was all so much a part of us, and now we’re left trying to hold onto the memory of him while we adjust to a world without it.

As much as I know that we are supported, and as much as I try to find comfort in the love we share, there’s a hollow space in my heart that only Jeff could fill. And for my boys, the absence of their dad feels just as crushing. They’re asking questions that I don’t have the answers to. They miss his jokes, his big hugs, the way he could make everything feel okay just by being there. It’s so painful to see them navigate this loss, and I want so badly to be able to take away their hurt.

Remembering Jeff: A Spirit That Will Never Fade

Jeff was the kind of person who left an impression on everyone he met. He was kind, funny, and always made you feel like you were the most important person in the room. He had this ability to make people laugh, to lighten the mood, and to bring joy wherever he went. I want his spirit to live on in all of us—through the stories we share, the memories we cherish, and the laughter we continue to have. Because Jeff was so much more than just a husband and father—he was a friend to so many, a light in the lives of all who knew him.

So, I ask you, all of you who knew him and loved him, to remember him for who he truly was: a man who made you smile, who brightened your day, who made you laugh until it hurt. His legacy is one of joy, of love, and of laughter that can never be extinguished. I hope, as time passes, we all continue to carry a piece of that with us.