My Beloved Tom

As some of you know, my husband had leukemia. He dealt with it for 4 years and 4 months, was slowly getting worse, and the Doctor ran out of treatments. Tom passed away very peacefully in the hospital on Dec. 12th., with our daughter, Jennie, holding his right hand & me his left. His funeral was Dec. 20th. 
 I have a very strong faith, and I can't begin to tell you all the things that have happened over the past four years, but I'll relate two of them.
In the Spring of 2017, Jennie took Tom to Mexico on a "father/daughter" trip, and while there, they went to see the cloak of Juan Diego, which is imprinted with an image of Our Lady of Guadalupe. (If you're not familiar with its' story you should google it). Because they'd seen it together, as Tom worsened, Jennie kept praying to Our Lady of Guadalupe, asking that Tom wouldn't suffer and would have a peaceful death when it was his time. I prayed for the same. Tom passed away on Dec. 12th......we didn't realize until later in the day that Dec. 12th is the Feast Day of Our Lady of Guadalupe. 
I've heard my Guardian Angel 3 times in my life, and the night Tom died was the 4th. Jennie and I were talking about family members that were coming to see Tom in the morning, and my GA told me that Tom wouldn't live through the night. I'd been with Tom for over 30 hours, so I told my GA that I was going to lean my head on the bed, but if I fell asleep, to please wake me before Tom passed. I dozed off, but woke up--fully awake--at 2:14 a.m. I looked at Tom and he was breathing very shallowly.....at 2:15 he stopped breathing.  
Later, after we'd been home for a few hours, Jennie offered to write Toms' obituary. She went online to read some to get an idea of how to write one, but said they were all the same.  She said after reading them, she knew where they were born, what they did, & where they lived, but had no sense of who they were as a person. She asked if I minded if she wrote her dads' differently, and I told her to write it however she wanted, so I've included it here, as it's spot on!! That's SO my Tom. 

"I'm not always right, but I'm never wrong." Gregory Thomas "Tom" Dombrowski regularly had everyone in stiches with his quick wit and outrageous sense of humor. A third-generation Milwaukeean and proud Polish American, Tom liked to toss back a beer or three and play the guitar along to his favorite recordings of The Ventures. Mr. Fix-It, as he was affectionately known, was a Mechanic and Electrician who was always the first to own the newest gadgets and the last to let them go. He worked at Milwaukee Forge for over thirty years and still complained about his boss for another sixteen years after retirement. In his younger days, Tom got his travel fix by taking his wife on cross-country adventures on his Goldwing motorcycle to visit places like the Smoky Mountains and the Grand Canyon. A true homebody with a dramatic flair, Tom watched high-brow television like Maury Povich and Steve Wilkos with the glee of a child on Christmas morning.

He is survived by a lot of women: his wife, Diane; three daughters, Tiffany, Courtney (Matt), and Jennifer (Edgar); and four granddaughters, Ella, Addison, Jimena, and Noelia.

Tom is also survived by his five siblings: Gloria, Lyn (Taffy), Leanne, Rita (John) , and Mike.