Hello. I lost the love of my life, my best friend, my anchor and the man who was suppose to be called "Dad" from my/our children. But all of that is certainly not happening, because he died on April 18th 2018, at the age of 33, caused by an accident with his tractor. He fell off and died within seconds, nobody could have saved him. He was the sweetest, funniest and greatest person I know. Our love is so strong, not even death can apart us. But fact is, that he is not here sitting/sleeping/breathing next to me and that hurts. The pain is worse than I could have ever imagined pain to be like. My life ain't the same anymore. Nothings seems to be the same anymore. How could that even be possible? My world is just upside-down, I try to get trough everyday - to survive day by day. But is is hard. It is hard to face the fact that the world is moving forward, with or without him.