Sunday, October 17, 2010

Missing You...

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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