I miss having him home when I came home. The house seems so empty without his presence.
I miss having him tease me out of my bad mood. Things never seemed so bad when I had him to balance me out.
I miss having him here to discuss the big decisions in life – like should I sell or should I rent? Should I retire young or work a few more years?
I miss having him to cuddle up with. Watching a movie by myself just isn’t the same.
I miss having him to go places with. I hate walking in alone and not having someone by my side.
I miss Saturday drives to no where special – just getting out of the house.
I miss Saturday morning when he cooked me breakfast and I slept in.
What is the one thing you miss that your husband used to do just for you?