Oh no, Connie.
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I'm so sorry, Connie. Sending you peace and strength.
Connie, I am so so sorry.
Im so sorry, Connie.
I don't have anything more to say than what others already have, so I'm just gonna sit over here sending supportive vibes your way.
I am so sad right now Connie, but the image of you giving him his Viking send off is so beautiful.
He was supposed to come home. He was supposed to beat this. I kept waiting for him to wake up. My last conversation was over a bad cell phone connection. Our 30-year conversation is done. But I promised him I'd be all right and I'd take care of myself. This is going to be so very hard.
He was supposed to. But you will get through this horrible time because you made each other strong. And the strength and love he gave you can be even stronger now. I am so sorry. Just so sorry.
Connie, there are no adequate words. You are a heroine for letting him go, and he is the legend he made of his life. But I'm so, so sorry for the parting. Peace to him, strength and comfort to you, and my deepest sympathies.
Oh, Connie. I'm weeping for you. We're here for you, anything we can do for you, we will.
I've been reading The Viking's fb page and am touched by the lovely stories of the young men he influenced through SCA and elsewise. He is so sincerely and deeply honored in their words, you get a sense of how much of an effect a noble, caring and passionate human can have on humanity.
What a wonderful legacy.