Suzanne Somers' Final Gift From Husband Alan Hamel: A Heartfelt Love Poem Written Just Before Her Passing

The handwritten note, composed in all capital letters, opens with an exploration of the various ways love is expressed in daily life. It reads:

“Love I use it every day, sometimes several times a day. I use it at the end of emails to my loving family. I even use it in emails to close friends. I use it when I’m leaving the house. There’s love, then love you and I love you!! Therein lies some of the different ways we use love. Sometimes I feel obliged to use love, responding to someone who signed love in their email, when I’m uncomfortable using love but I use it anyway.”

He continues:

“I also use love to describe a great meal. I use it to express how I feel about a show on Netflix. I often use love referring to my home, my cat Gloria, to things Gloria does, to the taste of a cantaloupe I grew in my garden. I love the taste of a freshly harvested organic royal jumbo medjool date. I love biting a fig off the tree. I love watching two giant blackbirds who live nearby swooping by my window in a power dive. My daily life encompasses things and people I love and things and people I am indifferent to.”

From ending emails with "love" to describing a great meal or expressing affection for their home and cherished cat, Gloria, it delves into the multifaceted nature of love. Hamel's words offer insight into the nuances of expressing love, even in moments of discomfort, and how love can be woven into the fabric of our lives.

“I could go on ad infinitum, but you get it. What brand of love do I feel for my wife Suzanne? Can I find it in any of the above? A resounding no!!!! There is no version of the word that is applicable to Suzanne and I even use the word applicable advisedly.”

However, the true essence of the poem lies in the profound love Hamel feels for Suzanne.

“The closest version in words isn’t even close. It’s not even a fraction of a fraction of a fraction. Unconditional love does not do it. I’ll take a bullet for you doesn’t do it. I weep when I think about my feelings for you. Feelings… That’s getting close, but not all the way.”

He acknowledges that words, actions, promises, and even the deepest emotions fall short when trying to describe the depth of his love for his wife.

“55 years together, 46 married and not even one hour apart for 42 of those years. Even that doesn’t do it. Even going to bed at 6 o’clock and holding hands while we sleep doesn’t do it. Staring at your beautiful face while you sleep doesn’t do it.”

Their remarkable journey of 55 years together, 46 of which were as a married couple, is a testament to their unwavering bond. Even the seemingly simple act of holding hands while they sleep does not capture the true essence of their connection.

“I’m back to feelings. There are no words. There are no actions. No promises. No declarations. Even the green-shaded scholars of the Oxford University Press have spent 150 years and still have failed to come up with that one word. So I will call it, ‘Us,’ uniquely, magically, indescribably wonderful ‘Us.'”

Hamel reflects on the inadequacy of language to encapsulate the love he feels for Suzanne. He poignantly shares that there are no words, actions, or declarations that can do justice to their unique, magical, and indescribably wonderful "Us."

Suzanne Somers' passing marks the end of an era for her family, friends, and countless fans who adored her. She bravely battled aggressive breast cancer for over 23 years.

In her final moments, she was surrounded by the love of her husband Alan, her son Bruce, and her immediate family. They had planned to celebrate her 77th birthday but now look to commemorate her extraordinary life in her memory. A private family burial is scheduled for this week, with a memorial service to follow in November.