Marky, love of my life. You are missed more than you will ever know. My life is so empty without you. Mac misses you everyday and asks when we can go get daddy. It's so hard to tell him that daddy isn't coming back.

I still don't understand why you left. I never believed in soulmates until I met you. Nobody else ever gave me a second look. But you, you saw something in me. You were my knight is shining armor. I was never beautiful, but you thougtht I was- even at my worst. I cry everyday and everynight. I'm so sad that I will never see your sheepish grin with that cute little lip freckle again. I'm so sad that you will never see your wonderful son grow up. I'm so sad that you didn't live long enough to find out you are having another son and that you will never see him born.

I can't go anywhere without thinking of a time we were there together. I pick up the phone to call you, then realize what I'm doing. You had this light that just made people fall in love with you. I always told you that you were the best husband and the most fun person I ever knew. I mean it too. It's funny, I never thought I'd miss the snoring. But now my bed is so quiet. I miss your strong harms that would hold me when I was sad or tired or sick. I always felt so safe in your arms. Always. I miss holding your hand. It was calloused, but still soft. You held my hand everywhere we went- at home, in the car, in the store. I felt like you were proud to be with me no matter what size I was. I miss going in our fort when we were both upset or sad, I miss our "pillow talk" conversations until midnight about absolutly nothing, I miss our day and weekend trips that we'd take when we had nowhere to go in the first place, I miss how you'd hear a joke and then 2 days later repeat it as if you had thought it up. I loved getting up with you in the morning and making your lunch, I loved having dinner ready for you when you came home from work. I loved having you sleep in on Sunday and getting up to the smell of a big breakfast and how you couldn't resist coming home with something for boy and me no matter what store you went to or how late you went out. I loved being your wife. I think I was good at it. We were the perfect pair, money burned a hole in your pocket and I was a little tight. But somehow, Boy always came home with a new toy or movie.

You were so respected as a bricklayer, union member and a man that so many of your bosses and co workers showed up. Even Jim and Freddie. You won't believe this but your ex-wife came to the service. I know you'd find that humorous. You even got Heather to come to Kentucky.

Marky, 5 years was not enough time together. There were so many plans we had for the future... Places we were going to go... Things we were going to do. There was nothing that we couldn't work through together. Except this. I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you needed me the most. My heart is so broken. I don't know how I will ever go on. People say they will pray for me, but I'm not sure what I believe in anymore. I prayed to meet someone like you... and there you were. But how could God take you from us? I need you, Mac needs you, Declan will need you. Life without you hurts more than I ever thought anything could.

Mark Edward Wayne Arthur was born on July 10, 1971. He left us on September 2, 2004. Mark was a loving, devoted, wonderful husband, father, brother and son. I was in love with you, I'm still in love with you and that love will never fade or surrender. We miss you Marky, we miss you so much. You're forever my best friend and the love of my life.

Sarah- Your loving and devoted wife... MacKenzie- your loving son- your "mini me"... Not least, Declan- your son who we will make sure grows up to love you as we do...

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