Jeremy Richardson

July 1, 1982 to November 5, 2005

Jeremy Derek Richardson July 1, 1982- November 5 2005 St. Albert, Alberta, Canada This is a picture of Jeremy and I on our wedding day, September 3, 2005, two months before he passed away at the age of 23. I fell in love with Jeremy the moment that I met him. He was confident but modest, selfless and kind. He was an elite athlete. His talent was accentuated by his passion and determination. I knew him not only as this athlete but as the most compassionate, loving, genuine best friend and husband that I will ever know. Jeremy was diagnosed with Stage 3 Melanoma in August of 2003. The primary site was never found. He underwent multiple surgeries and with no more options available here, he flew to Bethesda, ML, where he was involved in numerous clinical trials at the NIH. With everything he went through, he never complained. Bad news would only give him more reason to fight. His grace and courage amazed me and everyone around him. He was my strength; he was my world and my reason. We are lost without him but we are all so grateful to have had him in our lives. In his short time he touched more lives than most could ever dream of. I was fortunate enough to have shared a love with him that is so rare, lasting beyond "til death due us part", lasting for eternity as one day we will be together again. Jeremy did not lose this battle, through all that he accomplished he won a place in our hearts and in Heaven. The news followed Jeremy through his sports and his illness. One of the last articles published before he passed away was "Unforgettable You"..and he will NEVER be forgotten. I will live my life in his honor and dedicate my life towards education, prevention and treatment of Melanoma with the help of the Canadian Skin Cancer Foundation "For the rest of our lives Jeremy will watch over us from Heaven....with a feeling of profound pride, as he sees us all carry out our lives embodying the values that he so effortlessly demonstrated" "The agony is so great And yet I will stand it. Had I not loved so very much I would not hurt so much. But goodness knows I would not Want to diminish that precious love By one fraction of an ounce. I will hurt, And I will be grateful to the hurt For it bares witness to The depth of our meanings, And for that I will be Eternally grateful."