Her in TX there's often a lot of miles between where I am and my destination. The seat next to me is so empty. I miss my copilot. A lot of good conversations passed back and forth across the center console over the lasr 30 odd years. The radio makes noise but it doesn't fill that void.

Home grown tomatoes were always a favorite. I've been thinking about gardening again. Thinking I might just get to work on that and plant some tomatoes next spring.

That is true, there are a lot of things we've done together with our partners. In my case my husband and I get groceries, go to doctor's appt., parties - practically everything together such that I did not find the need to get a driver's license because we're always together.

That moment for me was his shoes....they were sitting in the kitchen right where he left them.....I had walked by them many times.....then when I knew I would move......I looked at them one day and realized that I would have to PICK them up....brought me to my knees.

The reminders are endless and everywhere. They don't bring me to my knees anymore but I still can't hold back the longing and sometimes even the tears. Hugs, Sharon

I understand. It's the little things, the little things that aren't little really are they? I hate Friday nights for some reason. Maybe it's because we met on a Friday night, or maybe it's because the structure and demands of the week were done and we could cuddle and stay up late together. Saturdays were always spent lying in bed together for as long as possible in the morning until the little ones jumped in and we would watch cartoons together. The kids are still little, Saturday mornings still come as do Friday nights, I brave them alone. No they just aren't the same.

I have to throw in some humor about tomatoes. I tried that garden thing once. I actually managed to get things to grow and I was pumped. So this one day I went out to get some tomatoes and found a neighbor's dog in the garden eating away. He had just about cleaned out all there was. Never again will I ever waste my time. I learned my lesson. Dogs are out to get me.

Maggie

My Tim loved to grow things, everything. Flowers vegetables ect... He used to grow amazing Tomatos.
This year I couldn't bring myself to plant anything. Maybe next year. Thanks for reminding me of the joy of the first tomato.
Hugs, Sandi

My husband loved the yard and would also have potted tomatoes,and assorted herbs. It was always fun when he would come in at dinner time with the tomatoes. I have not planted anything in that realm. I folded up our two lounge chairs and they sit next to the patio post. Feel like I am autopilot and doing what has to get done, no joy or real living though. hopefully with time will find my new purpose - the grandchildren are a joy though they live out of state.

As Sharon said "The reminders are everywhere" and when you least expect it one comes and hits you square in the face. I'm getting used to it finally after 7 mos. It still tugs at my heart and sometimes I break down but there's also the smiles...they seem to be getting more often and bigger. We'll all make it thru with a little help from out DS friends
Hugs,
Nancy

The little things are the ones I miss most, and are the ones I usually took for granted before. The smell of her perfume, a certain song, lying in bed rubbing her hand, a knowing look at each other without words, a kiss in the morning, an I love you too spoken, a simple text, the smell of clean bedding... I could go on forever with all the little things that added up to the sum of our life.

For me (getting teary eyed typing this and then remembering how Kim would fan her teary eyes with here hands while I usually rubbed her head to console her), it is all the little things, moment and memories unique to us, to hurt the most.

I pray one day the little things bring me more joy than sorrow, though I am forever grateful for them.

Tears and kisses Kim.

Scott

Scott - your comment about knowing looks brought a smile to my face. Those looks made tedious events fun, particularly when it was something only we would find amusing.

The "little things" are still the "everythings" for me. I should buy stock in Puffs tissues. Hoping this will get better. Hope so for you too.