My dearest Gordon,
It's hard to believe that you are gone and never will return to me. My heart breaks still, whenever I think of you.
I miss you with all my heart.
I miss those times, when you would look into my eyes and I could see the love you had for me.
I miss the way you would hold my hand, whenever we went even for a short walk.
I miss the way you enjoyed sitting together by the water's edge, watching sailboats.
I miss your smile.
I miss the way you loved our pets and other animals.
I miss the way you always put my needs ahead of yours.
I miss the way you were happy to see me, when you returned home, from work, or wherever.
I miss the way you always protected me, whether we were at home or during our travels.
I miss the way your eyes sparkled when you wanted to keep a surprise from me.
I miss the way you would misplace your glasses, then either sit on them or step on them.
I miss the way you loved to hear me sing.
I miss the gleam in your eyes when we made arrangements to fly somewhere.
I miss the excitement of being seated next to you, in an airplane, for you loved to fly.
I miss the way you would encourage me, reminding me that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
I miss sitting across the table from you, to share a meal, together.
I miss going to church with you.
I miss relaxing relaxing with you, in the pool.
I miss looking at your loving hands, wearing your wedding band.
I miss taking care of you, when you were ill.
I miss you telling me you love me, for no particular reason at all.
I miss you bringing home seven (7) books from the library, so you would always remember how many books you borrowed.
I miss dancing with you.
I miss sharing french fries with you, in N. Ireland and England.
I miss praying with you.
I miss your sense of humour.
I miss seeing you on the treadmill.
I miss cooking some of your favourite meals for you.
I miss your wit.
I miss watching the pleasure you had in doing small things, together.
I miss waking up to see how you decorated my chair and our home, on special occasions like Valentine's Day.
I miss your smell, for you always smelled good.
I miss looking over and seeing you asleep in our bed.
I miss beating you, playing card games.
I miss you bringing me flowers.
I miss having you beat me, playing Trivial Pursuit.
I miss your beautiful blue eyes.
I miss driving with you and having you drive, too.
I miss the sparkle in your eyes, when you ate seafood, especially mussels, oysters and lobster.
I miss the happiness we shared, when we married.
I miss the quiet times, just reading together.
I miss watching Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy, together.
I miss travelling with you.
I miss your humerous personality, always making people smile.
I miss dreaming, together.
I miss having you tell me you love me.
I miss you being happy I arrived home.
I miss having you get upset with me, whether justified or not.
I miss feeling your arms around me.
I miss reading the Bible and discussing it, with you.
I miss the tenderness and love in your kisses.
I miss gathering with friends for salad, pizza and good times.
I miss you telling me everything will be alright.
I miss your caring love for me and others.
I miss you pretending to want to kiss me and instead sticking out your tongue with the turkey heart, or kidney on it.
I miss you losing your keys, etc.
I miss your chuckles.
I miss your loving heart.
I miss your light snoring.
I miss you reading to me, like you did when my eye wasn't good and I had trouble reading.
I miss the way you always made me laugh.
I miss you hugging me and kissing me goodnight.
I miss you calling me Lynnie...
Mostly, I just miss you. And, love you...
Until next time...
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