I miss those stupid little arguments we used to have...just for fun! From the beginning Marylou and I were believers in never calling-names, and our little arguments were always constructive and nurturing, and they always ended with "I Love You."
We had one about a year-1/2 ago that was a little more heated...I called her a "Hillbilly" and she called me a "City-Slicker"...for us, that was really gettin-down! But it ended like they all did, with "I Love You."
What I wouldn't give to have just one more...

I miss his desperate attempts to make me sleep longer on the weekends (I'm a morning person)... I miss him grunting at me when I'd wake him up and let him know his iced coffee was outside on the porch... I miss his gorgeous blue eyes.... his infectious laugh.... his ability to make anything and everything ok.... I miss his stupid silly mid-day iphone app videos, youtube suggestions... his grill master ways... I miss cuddling on the couch... I miss the way he'd gently pull me over to him if he felt I wasn't close enough... Oddly, I miss him teasing me about being a comic book nerd... There isn't anything I don't miss... even his gross cigarettes are still on the back patio. I miss his love, but I know it's still here... in my heart.

I miss his shoulder to lay my head on,
I miss his tender, loving kisses when I was sad,
I miss his strong, manly hands to hold mine,
I miss his dimples that looked like craters on his whiskery cheeks,
I miss his stealing my can of soda while I was driving,
I miss him telling me he loved me more,
I miss his coffee breath and slow, lingering whispers in my ear,
I miss the way he used to call me "button" because of my pug nose,
I miss him so much!

Roz

I miss his laugh
I miss his touch
I miss the way he teased me
I miss his phone calls when he was on the road
I miss everything we shared
I miss HIM

As I read our "I miss" posts, I am reminded I miss all of them in Al, but most of all I miss his gentleness, caring spirit and when he was sick with cancer and I would hold his hand and say "I love you", he would say "But I love you more".

It just seems so unfair. People fight and get divorced but are still alive while we were best friends and found delight in the simple things together and now I walk alone.

Having lost both my husband and my son within a year and 7 days of each other, all I can say is I miss everything about both of them...their smiles mainly...

Until my race is up. I will always miss Lyn.
Peace, Tim

I miss the way Denny would put his hands on the side of my face when he kissed me, and the way he would say bye Baby, have a good day when I went to work.

I miss my other half. I miss feeling whole. I just miss!

I miss his smile. I miss him singing to me and embarrassing me in the middle of a store. I miss him holding my hand and looking into my eyes. I miss him grabbing our son up in his arms and covering him South kisses. I miss him calling me kitten and telling me how much he loved me. I miss every single moment, good and bad. I would give anything for just one more moment.

I miss his unconditional love and feeling so safe.

I miss starting the day without my best friend in life, holding hands, his positivity in dealing with life issues, going to church with him, going to the movies, sitting out on our patio and reading the newspaper together, having a cup of coffee with him, my car always taken care of, miss the laughter in the house, miss him opening the garage door and waiting for me to come home, miss saying good night and a good night kiss... And so much more ...