BARTH, DON L. Three years and 21 days since I lost you. This is our anniversary and Veterans Day just passed. I still wait to hear the door, and you say, “just me, come and eat the tacos I brought, I know you don’t like them soggy”. You are so painfully missed … It’s green chili stew time with my beans you always asked for. I expect to see you on the patio doing your “scratchers”, but it’s empty. Ryan comes to spend the nite and we talk about the breakfasts you brought for us. He prefers I make them at home now. This is all so random, but that is how my life feels now. You were my reason for being here, I wait to be with you again. I don’t know how mom lasted 27 years. Everything reminds me of you. Oh, hope you like my tattoo, it’s all about you, loving you forever … me
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