On July 10th, I was one of the happiest person there can be. I had a beautiful wife, three kids( 4 years old, 2and half year old daugthers and a five month old son). That night, I went on a business trip on a late night flight to the west coast from the midwest (so did not call home ). The next day everything in my life was just the opposite.

On July 11th, the whole day I was not able to get in touch with my wife(i called home, called the cell phone sent emails). Finally, in the evening I called up friends and father-in-law to check my home. They found my wife had died earlier in the morning and my three kids were hungry the whole day. It is still a mystery what time she died. The police declared her dead at 10:30 pm.

I cannot understand why this happened. My wife was only forty years old. She was healthy- the only thing she wanted was to be a mom. She left her career to become a full time mom. She loved her kids and family more then anything.

My youngest son did not even get a chance to know her. My two daughters don't even understand what death is.
I am trying to figure out why this happened to us. My wife had so many dreams for our kids and family.

Everyday, I wonder if I will get a chance to see her again to talk to her again- what is the meaning of all this. I do not see any reason why anyone should ever have an experience like this.