Everyday I miss him, but not in a big grand gesture sort of way. I miss him in the ways I miss our memories, in the small, quiet, seemingly insignificant ways.
I miss him upon waking in the morning, because I remember how cuddly he was in the mornings. I miss his sleepy eyes, and the dorky smile he always wore in the mornings.
I miss him as I make my coffee, because the smell reminds me of him. He was the person who got me into drinking the stuff. He was in charge of the coffee, every morning.
I miss as I watch movies, because he was my movie buddy. I struggle to watch anything new because it never feels right without him there, holding my hand, and answering all of the questions I have when watching.
I miss him when I am in the mood to be down right goofy, silly, and rambunctious. His goofy and my goofy played so well together. He had a silly boyish spirit to him that emulated innocents and happiness. I’ve really loss my silly side since he died.
I miss the voicemails I use to get just say I love you. He loved calling me about 154 times each day. Anytime we weren’t together, he was calling me.
I miss our true intimacy that could only be felt, and can’t be penned to paper.
I’m not here to my tragic love story to receive pity or sympathy.
No, no, that would be the farthest thing from the true. I share my story in hopes to inspire you to love harder, love more, love fully, love truly, and cherish the little moments with ones you love the most.
Be mindful of how you spend your time! Time is the one limited resources to us all, and what’s worst, we don’t know how much time we have left. Life can change in the blink of an eye, and our time could be up before we even realize it.
Tell the ones you love how you feel, wear your love proudly and loudly like a badge of honor, and always have a grateful heart for all the love you receive.
Time is your most precious resource, so guard it, because your time could be up today. At the end of the day, the most valuable treasures we collect are the times spent with the ones we love. So go collect some treasures love.
M i n n e s t o n e r G i r l