I met keith at a friends pub, he was having a drink with some friends and I was staying over as I had missed the last bus home, I recognised him from the nightclub next door, where we had both worked, he offered me a lift home and I accepted, We were married 3 months later..... and we started out on our journey together, My dreams of going back to cornwall and to the life I had were put away and I settled into life in yorkshire with a man I now know was meant to be in my life and for many reasons Luke arrived 4 years later and for me, life was complete, we had a son, we had a business and we had each other, what more could we want, Looking back, our's wasn't a mad passionate love affair, it was a love that grew from our first meeting, into something far more solid and precious, we had a trust and need for each other that was to see us through the trauma's that were lying in wait ahead. Keith taught me to love, to laugh, to live every moment, he gave me a solid foundation to my life, he was funny, witty, unconditional and lots more but most of all I knew he would love me forever, The morning before he died, I told him that if you love someone, you have to let them go, and because of what had happened to him and ultimately to us, I had to let him go, he died the next morning in his sleep,.... I had released him from his suffering.