When His Wife Died He Received Hundreds of Condolences. But One Stopped Him Cold.

Few of us young parents can imagine raising our children without the spouse we created them with. When we say “I do,” we typically believe we are going to grow old with that person…so when a spouse dies young, whether through a long illness or sudden tragedy, it’s always surreal.

No one knows that better than Steve Ullmer, Wisconsin dad of four and husband to high school sweetheart Wendy. She was his rock, who had stuck with him even as he “nearly destroyed my life with alcohol and drugs,” he says, before he find Christ at age 22. They married one year after he was saved, and had four boys. One morning thirteen years into their marriage, Ullmer woke to his wife making a strange noise while breathing. His perfectly healthy wife was having a heart attack at age 36.

In an essay he wrote for the website Love What Matters, Ullmer says:

I called 9-1-1. No pulse. Her breathing had stopped. I performed CPR until help arrived. Sheriffs, EMTs, a whole team of strangers in my bedroom doing everything they could to save her. Nothing was working. I saw the looks on their faces. I could feel her slipping away, and I was struggling to hold it together. They took her to the hospital where they were somehow able to restart her heart, but only for matter of hours, she never regained consciousness. On the morning of March 17, 2017, her heart gave out for the last time. She was gone.”

When he had to tell his boys that their mama wasn’t coming home, he says, “I broke. They had no idea how bad it was. I knew I was about to shatter their hearts, all four of my sons. They would never be the same, nothing would ever be the same. Everything was changing.”

In the hazy aftermath of Wendy’s death, as he was mired in a fog of painful grief while trying to parent their boys, Ullmer received hundreds of condolence messages from friends, family, and even perfect strangers in his Menasha, Wisconsin community.

But one message, he says, “stopped me cold.” He goes on to say that it wasn’t the message that stopped him, but the person’s name attached to it. The person who sent it had, he says, “a story so heavy, so dark, it was hard to believe she actually lived it.”

Her name was Erin Stoffel.

As Steve Ullmer went on to explain what was so dark about the story Erin Stoffel had lived, I began to recognize he details. Because although everyone in their community knew what had happened to Erin Stoffel and her family, it also made national and even worldwide headlines. Jon and Erin Stoffel were devout Christians and had been married for 13 years. They had three kids: Olivia, 11, Selah, 5, and Ezra 9. Ullmer details the tragedy that randomly befell him in his essay:


“May 3, 2015, was one of those beautiful spring days that begs to be enjoyed outside, after the long, bleak winter. Jon, Erin and their three children went for a walk along the newly-constructed Trestle Trail Bridge, a 1600-foot pedestrian bridge located in Menasha, Wisconsin. As they approached the red pavilion at the midpoint of the bridge, there was a man standing next to another man who was slumped over on a bench. Jon approached the man, trying to assess the situation.

Death was upon them.

Jenny Rapson
Jenny Rapson
Jenny is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor.

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