Passion and Purpose was removed from my life in the space of time it took me to get out of bed and walk halfway down the hallway to the bathroom. It's not that I didn't expect it one day, I just didn't expect it so soon.
I've spent the last 2.5 years trying to redefine who I am.
It is the age old question of "who am I, and why am I here?" that all human beings ask of themselves at some point in their lives.
So here I am at 43 years of age. I've lost the most important person in my life, sold my home,distanced myself from my previous life, and feeling lost along the path.
When our favorite person dies, we are automatically enrolled in the "Widows and Widowers Club", no paperwork necessary to join.
My wife, my Passion and Purpose, died on October 2008 at 40 years of age due to a genetic disease.