Eugene Hubbs "AKA" Geno Silk Hobbs

Hello, Friends & Family,

Mrs. Eugene Hubbs here "AKA" Christine Hubbs, "AKA" Christine Glock

Here is a little story about my wonderful life with Gene.

We met on October 17th, 1979, on a blind date that I had no idea I was being set up on by Gene's friend Mike Miller and my Sister Kelly.

We truly fell in love that night. Before the end of the evening, he asked if he could ask me out on a proper date. I had a birthday coming up three days later. I gladly accepted.

To my surprise, he asked me to move in with him on that date. The following week, I did. I know fast, right?

As most couples do, we drove into the ditch now and then, but one of us always reached out, and we continued on the road of life together. This fantastic ride has lasted almost forty-three years.

Eleven years ago, Gene became ill, very ill. I managed to nursed him through. We set about to fulfill our bucket list or at least check some off. That very day, September 18th, Gene had a significant stroke. Our plans came to a halt. Our lives turned upside down again. As Gene would say, it did a 180.

I did everything I could to get him back up and moving again. He fought and fought with me to do so for almost seven years. But he hit the end of the line and is now with God.

I tell you, those words in our marriage vows are there for a reason. Sickness and health and for richer or poorer, till death do us part.

I was fortunate and blessed to be able to stay home and give him the 24/7 care he needed.

To do that, I put my life and financial well-being for my later years on hold. I could not leave him to others' care. I knew I could do it with so much more love and better than anyone else. I could not let him down. He wanted to stay with me and I didn't know how to breathe without him.

Had I known, when I said "I do", the struggles that would come in our last years, as difficult as they were, I would not hesitate to do it all over again.

I feel so blessed to have known such deep true love.

Now, I am left to pick up the pieces to start my life's next chapter. With Gene watching over me and God doing the driving, I will learn to breathe again.

When Gene left, he took my heart, and I know I still hold his.

I will only feel whole when I am in his arms again.