After the death of my precious wife, Faye Headrick, on Father's Day, June 21, 2020, I was lost, an empty vessel. We had been blissfully married less than two months shy of sixty-four years. My heart was utterly shattered and my constant thought was God take me too. Don't leave me here lonely and without Faye. At Faye's funeral, I told her, "Don't get far from the door, I am coming soon."For months I was lost in a deep, dark hole of life. I begged...