My fiance passed in December. The most beautiful man, him and our love was my proof that magic exists in this world. We found our safest place, home, true love, and forever in each other..it's crazy how you can find all that in one person and just know way before you think you know. Like it was written in the stars long before just waiting for the two to meet. We never spent a day or night apart since the day we met, despised any time apart at all. Even on his last day all he wanted was it to be me and him..for us to go home from the hospital, cuddle in bed, and for me to hold him. I couldn't give him that.

He was buried somewhere out of timing need and low funds, not out of love whatsoever. He is at a place where I cannot be laid next to him. There they throw out decorations almost instantly, not even just decorations..anything besides the stone in general. He has no connections to the cemetery, only one person he had ever met is there and that was all that was was a short one time meeting. It's an hour away from us, from anyone who he loved and who loved him. Too far for us to visit often enough and too far for me to be able to take his daughter.

His mother and I are trying to come up with the money to bring him home and put him at the rightful cemetery. Where he and I can be laid to rest side by side, how we planned to spend forever. The only one he and I visited, the one where we each have a sibling. The only one we belong at. It is within 10 minutes of everyone who loves us. One close enough we can visit him daily, take care of his grave, and take his little girl to see him.

We are begging you from the bottom of our shattered hearts please help us bring him home..give him peace..give our hearts some peace. Any shares, prayers, and donations whether a dollar or a thousand is greatly appreciated and will help us.