On February 7, 2020 my father passed. 

Two months and two days later on April 9, my husband passed. That December, my nephew was murdered. In March of 2020, my aunt passed. One year and four days after the loss of my husband, my ex fiance passed. He and I had finally gotten to a maturity level where we could be friends after we broke up. Our relationship ended in January of 1997, and our daughter was 15 years old before we became friends. I guess it was better late than never.