Intimacy

What I am finding I miss most, 10-1/2 months after Marks's death, is intimacy.  I don't mean sex ( though I miss that, too).  I mean the everyday intimacies we shared: holding hands, talking about our day, watching TV, back rubs and foot rubs, being alone together.
Some days, I would give almost anything to feel a man's strong arms wrap me in a hug.