Megan & Jeff Turner

Our hearts are broken for Megan & Jeff Turner. Sadly and terrifyingly, an amazing and kind 46-year-old father of one and loving husband, lost his battle with COVID on Friday, September 10, 2021. We could not possibly tell Megan's story any better than she did herself:

Today at 12:20am, the love of my life lost his 37 day battle with the fucking monster Covid. His lungs could no longer fight and his heart gave out as well taking my heart with him.

September 9th has been a sad day in our house ever since Duke left us. I like to think that Jason found Duke at that golden pond in the sky and just couldn't turn back. I've been worrying for weeks that he might join Duke close to that date.

I am utterly and completely devastated and heartbroken. We met in an AOL chatroom in 1997. We've been together since we were 22 and I just don't know life without him. Like at all. He is my person, he's always gotten me and never pressed me about the things I don't want to talk about even though he knows they haunt me.

We weren't perfect but we were perfect for each other. Jason was mellow and calm while I've always been ready to stab someone. He loved to hunt and all things outdoors while I always wanted to be out socializing. We loved to watch HGTV and Friends reruns together. He never cared that I hung out with Seahawk players, he knew who I was coming home to.

I can't believe this is real. I can't believe this happened to us. We've seriously always tried to do things the right way and I just don't know why we bothered.

Our kid who is the spitting image of you and worships the ground you walk on is completely shattered. I hope I can be enough for him as we navigate whatever it is that this new life is.

So I will try my hardest to be strong for our kid who needs me more than ever even though I'm not sure that I can.

I will try to think good thoughts like you're with Fonzie, Duke and Roscoe. My cousin pointed out today that he's with my legendary grandpa and finally got to meet him. I'm sure my grandma is still cheating at Yahtzee.

I will also say that I am so fucking pissed off that this is how our life together had to end. This wasn't supposed to be it for us. It just totally and completely sucks.

I will also try to remember how lucky I was to have someone love me the way you did. Always a knucklehead, you managed to pull out some show stoppers along the way like buying me a Mini Cooper for Christmas one year, giving me a new wedding ring at the top of the Eiffel Tower and driving for 7 hours to almost Canada to get a new dachshund puppy for me after Fonzie passed unexpectedly.

I'm gutted. I know I have to find a way to go on but I just don't know how to do it today.

Thank you for loving me faithfully for these 24 years. I have never regretted gambling on you.

I know one day you will be waiting for me at that Golden Pond in the sky. I still won't go hunting but I will pet the dogs like I always do.

Please send me strength from that place in the sky and watch over us. I can't believe this has happened to us.

Babe, I love you forever.

All funds will go towards medical costs from Jason's 29 day stay in the hospital, funeral expenses, and any other unexpected costs. Anything left over will go towards Jeff's future.

We hope no one will lose a loved one in this unimaginable way and can learn from our family's HELL with Covid-19. If you don't want to listen to our pleas, read one of Jason's last texts to Megan before being on a ventilator for two weeks. It is sobering.

GET VACCINATED!!! TODAY!