Sunday was the worst day of my life when I couldn’t wake my husband, Eddie, of 47 years. Eddie was the most kind-hearted man I’ve ever known. I feel privileged to have been married to this man for so long. He lived for his family and worked at least two jobs to keep us above water. This was a man who would give anyone the shirt off his back. Now I find myself in the position of having to ask for help to lay him to a well-deserved rest. Any help would be so appreciated.