“Glenda, I love you and I always will. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I know you are fighter and as long as you want to, I will fight with you. You’re very sick and it may be too tough. If you want to stop and be with the Lord, it’s ok with me. I will miss you very much and the kids will miss you too, but as we have talked before, I’ll be right behind you, by just a few minutes, and I’ll look forward to holding you again. I’ll miss you terribly, but if you decide to go, the kids and I will understand and be ok.
I’ll always love you. . .