oh I get what you're saying, just that that part of me has been on life support for a few years....baby steps...baby steps...

You're right, Joy, it is about baby steps...and every one you make, only gets you closer to where you should be :)

I really, really miss being called "Sexy." It was my nickname. Not honey or baby, but Sexy. It was magical and made me feel very special...and sexy.

Even my stepson caught on and tried to start calling me Sexy when he was about 4... we nipped that in the bud, but it's funny thinking back on it now.

Knowing that my family...me, my wife and my two children were all together under one roof...making our way through life...together.

I miss family terribly. Oh yes, I have my children, but there is something about the nuclear family that I cannot not recover from the loss of....

I am with TryintoMakeit: for the past couple of yearsI wished I heard him say "You look tired, why don't you take a nap and I'll watch the baby. Take as long as you need...."

Yeah I miss the good morning kiss...when he kissed me with love, back in the beginning.

I put some thought into this...for my past 20 year marriage, I don't miss, really, anything he said to or did for me. Sad, but okay. I miss having a house. I was in Lowes today with a girl friend who had to get some things for a rental and miss buying things for home improvement projects.

I was in an over a year relationship with a guy I would have rushed into a burning building for. Because it ended so recently, and because I haven't had the closure I need, I miss a lot about him. He is a geek, which I found attractive. What a delicious kisser. I miss his smell, dancing with him, and the way he would bend down, from his 6'2" stature hug and kiss 5'3"me so I didn't get a crick in my neck. I felt safe. Sounds silly, but when he kissed me, he would look deep into my eyes and his eyes smiled. I could feel his lips smiling, too, as he started the kisses. It was intoxicating. What I miss so much, though, is the level of intimacy we had. Mental walls were down. It wasn't a sexual thing. It was more than that. I never felt that in my marriage. Sigh.

I miss our "goodnight" kiss, our vacations together and feeling so "complete" when I was with him. Then again, I miss the person he was, not who he is now. I honestly don't want him around me.

"I actually answered a similiar question like this a few days ago, gave it a lot of thought, and the conclusion I came to is not missing anything about him, but rather, missing the things I WISH had happened. Like, I wish being a single Mom felt like the crazy change it should be, but in reality, he wasn't helping much with the parenting toward the end. I WISH I hadn't lost my identity, and allowed myself to make him my number one." Wow Trying.. sounds very much like me.

I dropped everything and took care of everything for everyone. He had moments, periodically, where he actually was thoughtful and kind and considerate... I figured out that these generally were a front. All superficial.

Like donuts... he used to periodically bring donuts home "because he loves us" (me and daughter). I figured out after a while that there was a pattern... he lied about something or spent money when he shouldn't have or something the like and then the donuts would appear. I figured this out last October, but he had been doing it for years. So I started to check things when the donuts appeared. Invariably something would come up immediately preceeding the donut appearance that he had decieved me about.

I don't much like donuts anymore.

i miss the belief that my exhusband loved me. on many levels, i felt more secure living under this delusion.
i miss my best friend.

I miss her telling me to take the trash out.

I miss the security of growing old with him. I miss the dreams we made for our future.

well for sure it isn't " you fat son of a bitch" and other similar statements.....

What don't I miss? I miss being together as a family. I raised my stepdaughter for 10 years, from the age of 3. Now she is gone as well as my husband. I miss his arms around me. He was my best friend and when I was hurting he would hold me until I felt better, now I am all alone and no one is there to wipe my tears away. I miss the way he would answer the phone "Hey baby", now it's "what do you want?". Nothing will ever be the same....

(((pemdcat)))