My husband's burial

Hi my name is Madelyn Vazquez.  Yesterday was the worst day of my life.  Last time I heard my husband was at 9ish in the morning telling me calling you to tell you I'm at the car shop.  As the day passes by I prepare myself to preach for the kids at church and the base of my preaching was TAKE ME TO THE DOCTOR, little did I know God was preparing me for a storm I never imagined I would pass.  I called my husband around 1130am and no answer, which is weird because as soon as I call he picks up.  Called about 20 or double that and nothing.  It was time for me to go to lunch but I felt so weird and all of a sudden I receive a call from my daughter that she's been calling her dad and he doesn't answer.  She called because she needed to come home didn't feel good.  So I ran out of work desprete going like 80 miles an hour probrably I know I was driving fast.  i get home and see my husband is home but when I come in the house he is not in the yard and as I walk from outside back in the house their I find my husband in a prayer position surrounded by vomit and the first thing I did I started compressions on him.  But I knew it was too late he was so cold but I just kept on with those compressions.  I called 911, my dad, my pastor and his aunt and in the middle of all this prayed to God to give me strength because I knew he was gone.  As the paramics arrive I let go and leave to the porch and kneel down to ask God for mercy on his soul.  I never reach out for help but I really need it.  Losing my job on the 4/29 and my hands are tied right now.  Please help with anything even a dollar goes a long way.

Thanks for all the words of wisdom and strenghth.  I realize that God has sent lot of loving friends, family and my congretation to help me thru this storm.

God bless you and thanks for his wife and kids.