+ Hi all. I previously posted this in another SubReddit, but I thought I would share it with you today.
+ TLDR summary below.
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**Background:**
My husband and I were supposed to have the perfect life together. We had met through a mutual friend, and quickly fell madly in love with one another. We understood and trusted each other completely. It sounds cheesy, but we were best friends and soulmates. He loved basketball and got me to play some hoops. We eventually got engaged, and then married. Our wedding was so beautiful, our family and friends were all gathered to celebrate what was supposed to be a lasting marriage.
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Then the accident happened, and everything fell apart after that. It was only a few weeks after our honeymoon and we were at his work sponsored event. Through a combination of his company’s negligence, mistakes, and poor judgement my husband was tragically killed in an accident. It was a shock for everybody at the event and company, and could have easily been prevented with better choices. Needless to say, I was devastated. Only after a month after getting married, I had to bury him, saying goodbye to my soulmate and our lives together.
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