Missing…

Mowing, mopping, vacuuming, keeping the car filled with gas, keeping the car spotless, texts, calls, help making the bed, his voice, his laughter, his hugs… all these and so much more, are things I miss about Randy.

Deeper though, I truly miss being adored. Randy adored me. He was content in my presence, and hurried home from work to return to me. I miss shared time of talking, doing, being together. Truly open with each other’s being in acceptance and love.

Randy was full of energy and ideas, always needing to move. I miss that movement. His energy to move balanced my energy to be still. Two puzzle pieces who fit perfectly together.

God, please, help me in this pain of missing..

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