No Spiders Allowed

Thoughts from the Mind of An Arachnophobic Brunette

Monday, March 13, 2006

Miss Him

I miss my husband when he is out of town. I miss seeing him in the bed when the alarm goes off in the morning. I miss the sound of the garage door opening when he comes home in the evening. I miss having him spoon me when I am falling asleep. The coffee doesn't even taste as good in the morning unless he is the one who has made it and he is nearby when I am drinking it.

Miss him.

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