I wake this morning with this understanding

Today I realized something so new and so simple .

It was 16 mos yesterday (how?? How can that be??) without him. And this is what came to me.

I miss him , his ways, and more than anything right now, I MISS HIS LOVE. I miss being loved by him. The little things he did throughout the day to tell me that he loved me. He was mine, what we shared was ours, our own unique communication that expressed our love , these things I miss so terribly it pains me emotionally, mentally, and physically.

Of course I realize how obvious this is . Today it’s hitting me more forcefully