Hi my name is Kragh Chacon-Rasmussen. I met my husband Joey Chacon-Rasmussen January 19, 2005. We went to the movies and were inseparable since. There was a time that we weren't allowed to get married but that didn't stop us in our minds and hearts we were married. He was my everything and I was his. Just a couple days ago he said to me we are all we have. When it was finally legal we got married. It was at the courthouse because we didn't have a lot of money but it was as special as any other kind of wedding because our families were there and we were celebrating out love for each other. I adored him. He was truly my other half.

Over the years of love and exciting adventures he started to have complications from diabetes. But that didn't waver my love for him. It made me love him more. It made me want to give him a better life. When it was him giving me the best life I could ever ask for. After amputations on his feet, a mild stroke that affected his speech, and eventually dialysis my love for him never wavered. I trained to do dialysis at home so that he would be comfortable. I hope he knows how hard I tried to keep him alive and healthy. He was my rock.

Through my own mental health issues he was always there for me supporting me never wavering.

When he had to go on social security when he was unable to work anymore it wasn't much but it was a blessing. It made it hard sometimes to make ends meet or save money but we always found away. Our love made it work.

And, now he is gone. I'm left alone trying to figure out where to go and pick up the pieces. Yesterday August 20th he got up to wash his face and we were going to start dialysis and he sat down and he just slumped over and I just started screaming. All I could do is scream his name and help me. I was able to call 911 and they came and tried everything they could to help him. But in the end his body have out. I know he worried about me when this day would come. I'm not ready. He wasn't ready. And now the hard part of picking up the pieces, trying to breathe without success, trying to make our animal babies understand. Trying to pay his stuff and his bills. Trying to figure it all out. I feel so alone. He was the strong one. He was the logical one. He was everything.

If you can and find it in your heart to help in anyway. Help me to keep moving forward because I don't know if I can.

A lost soul.

Kragh Chacon-Rasmussen