So first I’d like to begin sharing the happiness of my story. My husband and I met in a very unique way. Yes girls…I’m talking about Myspace. Back in September of 2005, I got a Myspace request, and it was from Michael. I’m thinking…well this guy seems harmless, I mean he’s got to be…he is a Marine and he’s handsome. At the time, he was deployed, so there was no meeting right away. So for 6 months we communicated through emails, Myspace & the telephone. I could have never imagined falling in love over the phone…I mean could this really be possible?? This answer is YES! I couldn’t believe it for so long. He definitely couldn’t believe it…he was one of those guys who said I’m never getting married & I’m NEVER having kids. One of the first times we spoke, I jokingly said to him I’m going to change your mind! You’re going to fall in love, get married and have tons of kids! He came home March 13th 2006! I guess you could say it was love at first site, but we already knew by talking on the phone we were in love! We got engaged March 28th 2006. We were going to wait till June of 2008 to get married. One morning I woke up & said I can’t be away from him anymore. I told him I wanted to get married when he was on leave in august and move to California with him. He thought it was the greatest idea ever. Little did I know this was literally the greatest idea I have ever come up with in my life. We got married August 11th 2006, and moved to California a few days later. A month later we found out we were PREGNANT! Our little girl was born May 17th 2007. Well now for the sad stuff…..never in a million years could you think at 21 you would soon become a widow. My husband comes to me and says Babe I want a motorcycle so bad. He rode when he was a teenager, and now we could afford nice things. I would never ever want to take that away from him. Of course I said, I don’t think this is a good idea…motorcycles are dangerous, but Michael if you really want one, I support you. You better promise to be safe. The day he got that bike he lit up like I’ve never seen him before. He even wanted to get me a pink helmet to ride with him though I never got the chance. Man he looked like a little kid in a candy store when he finally got the bike in June. Anyway, one day he’s telling me Babe this weekend before work I’m going riding with my Marine buddies. Were going to Julian….I say umm…you’re not going to a girl’s house…haha silly me. He said its a town with really curvy highways. Why in the world would you want to go there? I told him you better be careful. August 3rd we went to bed after jokes of how I’m going to make our child go blind because I take too many pictures and saying one more I love you! The morning of August 4th I wake up thinking I really want to talk to Michael. Then said no he’s at work…well he had a second job besides the Marine Corp at Sears Auto. At about 2:30 pm I get an IM saying my best friend at home has been in a car accident. I lost it. My neighbor told me to come over and calm down, and we would call Michael. We tried his cell a million times. I called begging please I need you…and I swear to you the first time I called it went to voicemail. I said please God don’t let me lose my best friend and husband in the same day. I’m sitting at my friends, and I hear people in my garage. I’m thinking OMG…finally Michael’s home. I come running out saying “Babe where were you??” As I look further, there’s 3 men standing in my garage in there uniforms asking “Ma’am, can we please come in.” I told them no. Anything you have to say you can say here. They beg and pleaded and finally I let them in. They asked me to sit and I said hell no. Where’s my husband? The man said “I’m sorry Mrs. Wiltz Michael is no longer with us.” Those chilling words will haunt me forever. I can’t remember much but saying my husband, my best friend, my husband, my best friend over and over…asking if they were sure. I also remember the Chaplin asking my friend why is I am so upset already…I just found out. Ugh, the Chaplin told me ten million times this wasn’t the end of the world… I mean come on…who says that? That day I cried tears I never even knew I had. I pretty much went into shock. I don’t remember much else. Never in a million years would I have thought this would happen to me. Not me, not my husband, I’m too young. We just began. No he’s safe…now no more deployments. I was wrong. This could happen to anyone. I will now do my best to tell my daughter about her father…tell her what an amazing man he was…what a loving husband and father he was. Now a days I have to listen to rude people say he should have been driving slower…He should have been wearing a helmet…bikes are dangerous…oh you mean he didn’t die in war??? No, my husband didn’t die in war and maybe some don’t think he was a hero because of it, but he is somebody’s hero…actually two very important people. He is our child’s and my hero. He was wearing a helmet, and trust me…for him he was going slow! I now realize my husband wouldn’t have wanted to go any other way then by the one thing he had passion for. I LOVE You Michael William Wiltz! Now & Forever! I’ll be seeing you on the other side! Until then, rest in peace Baby!
No, my husband didn’t die in war and maybe some don’t think he was a hero because of it, but he is somebody’s hero…actually two very important people.
Our Last Year
So first I’d like to begin sharing the happiness of my story. My husband and I met in a very unique way. Yes girls…I’m talking about Myspace. Back in September of 2005, I got a Myspace request, and it was from Michael. I’m thinking…well this guy seems harmless, I mean he’s got to be…he is a Marine and he’s handsome. At the time, he was deployed, so there was no meeting right away. So for 6 months we communicated through emails, Myspace & the telephone. I could have never imagined falling in love over the phone…I mean could this really be possible?? This answer is YES! I couldn’t believe it for so long. He definitely couldn’t believe it…he was one of those guys who said I’m never getting married & I’m NEVER having kids. One of the first times we spoke, I jokingly said to him I’m going to change your mind! You’re going to fall in love, get married and have tons of kids! He came home March 13th 2006! I guess you could say it was love at first site, but we already knew by talking on the phone we were in love! We got engaged March 28th 2006. We were going to wait till June of 2008 to get married. One morning I woke up & said I can’t be away from him anymore. I told him I wanted to get married when he was on leave in august and move to California with him. He thought it was the greatest idea ever. Little did I know this was literally the greatest idea I have ever come up with in my life. We got married August 11th 2006, and moved to California a few days later. A month later we found out we were PREGNANT! Our little girl was born May 17th 2007. Well now for the sad stuff…..never in a million years could you think at 21 you would soon become a widow. My husband comes to me and says Babe I want a motorcycle so bad. He rode when he was a teenager, and now we could afford nice things. I would never ever want to take that away from him. Of course I said, I don’t think this is a good idea…motorcycles are dangerous, but Michael if you really want one, I support you. You better promise to be safe. The day he got that bike he lit up like I’ve never seen him before. He even wanted to get me a pink helmet to ride with him though I never got the chance. Man he looked like a little kid in a candy store when he finally got the bike in June. Anyway, one day he’s telling me Babe this weekend before work I’m going riding with my Marine buddies. Were going to Julian….I say umm…you’re not going to a girl’s house…haha silly me. He said its a town with really curvy highways. Why in the world would you want to go there? I told him you better be careful. August 3rd we went to bed after jokes of how I’m going to make our child go blind because I take too many pictures and saying one more I love you! The morning of August 4th I wake up thinking I really want to talk to Michael. Then said no he’s at work…well he had a second job besides the Marine Corp at Sears Auto. At about 2:30 pm I get an IM saying my best friend at home has been in a car accident. I lost it. My neighbor told me to come over and calm down, and we would call Michael. We tried his cell a million times. I called begging please I need you…and I swear to you the first time I called it went to voicemail. I said please God don’t let me lose my best friend and husband in the same day. I’m sitting at my friends, and I hear people in my garage. I’m thinking OMG…finally Michael’s home. I come running out saying “Babe where were you??” As I look further, there’s 3 men standing in my garage in there uniforms asking “Ma’am, can we please come in.” I told them no. Anything you have to say you can say here. They beg and pleaded and finally I let them in. They asked me to sit and I said hell no. Where’s my husband? The man said “I’m sorry Mrs. Wiltz Michael is no longer with us.” Those chilling words will haunt me forever. I can’t remember much but saying my husband, my best friend, my husband, my best friend over and over…asking if they were sure. I also remember the Chaplin asking my friend why is I am so upset already…I just found out. Ugh, the Chaplin told me ten million times this wasn’t the end of the world… I mean come on…who says that? That day I cried tears I never even knew I had. I pretty much went into shock. I don’t remember much else. Never in a million years would I have thought this would happen to me. Not me, not my husband, I’m too young. We just began. No he’s safe…now no more deployments. I was wrong. This could happen to anyone. I will now do my best to tell my daughter about her father…tell her what an amazing man he was…what a loving husband and father he was. Now a days I have to listen to rude people say he should have been driving slower…He should have been wearing a helmet…bikes are dangerous…oh you mean he didn’t die in war??? No, my husband didn’t die in war and maybe some don’t think he was a hero because of it, but he is somebody’s hero…actually two very important people. He is our child’s and my hero. He was wearing a helmet, and trust me…for him he was going slow! I now realize my husband wouldn’t have wanted to go any other way then by the one thing he had passion for. I LOVE You Michael William Wiltz! Now & Forever! I’ll be seeing you on the other side! Until then, rest in peace Baby!