Please help me, Jon passed away 7.14.2024.

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My husband, Jon Peeler, passed away this past Sunday, July 14th 2024. He was only 51. He was my best friend, the love of my life, everything I ever did, I always did it to make him happy. He suffered so much medically with dialysis, heart problems, a pacemaker, and so many other things, but he never let on how bad he was. He only ever wished to make everyone happy around him and make everyone laugh. We could finish each other's sentences and reactions. We laughed so much and played and tried every day to tease each other. We only ever fought one time, we just never needed to because we thought the same things, liked the same things, hated the same things and even if there was something we may not like together, we just accepted it. He loved his family so much and always said he was so happy I gave him a daughter and a granddaughter that he absolutely adored. He thought of everyone in my family as his and loved that they all shared a sometimes sick sense of humor. I would give everything and anything for this all to be a dream I could wake up and tell him about and I don't know if I'll ever stop hoping for that morning that I'll wake up and he'll be beside me snoring.

Jon didn't want a funeral, he said he wanted a party and not a bunch of people crying. I'll do that for him one day just not yet. But I did follow his wishes, even though it was hard as hell, and he's going to be helping people to see, breast cancer patients, and others just to be out of pain with his donations.

He worked his ass off while still doing dialysis three times a week with a pacemaker, a hernia, pancreatitis and always tired. He was a vet and just last week met with a Jag officer to look into his VA benefits but they said they would have to look into it. He believed even without benefits his oath never had an expiration date and would protect anyone he thought needed it.

He was so much, but now I find myself in a situation paying all the bills that are not going to go away and all I can do on my own right now is my rent, I know I will most likely get a second job but I can hardly make it through the day right now.

I know Jon would hate this because he always wanted to take care of me himself and said he felt guilty about being sick which I always told him I wish he didn't have to work at all and just be my pool boy, sorry it was our joke. I hate feeling like I'm begging but if anyone wanted to send meals or flowers or anything like that, please just donate to this. Help me get a little peace of mind so I can get myself together.

Thank you everyone and please say a prayer for him!

I want to thank everyone again for what you have given. I'm still trying to learn how to function and I'm going back to work tomorrow because I know I need to. The mornings are so hard and I still want him back but I'm starting to realize I can't, I just really really really hope he is with me.