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A group of comments in different forums have all served to bring to mind (and heart) someone I loved... I miss him still. It's been years and I still reach for the phone sometime or think it might be him when it rings. I know he would have been half-complete had he survived without his Lady. I know that if I had to make the choice for him, I would have let him go so he'd not miss one moment with her. And she was my friend too but I was able to lay her to rest in my heart. Him - he's still there. And when folks talk of the 'old days' and of old songs and happy moments, I think of him. His laughter, his mischievousness, his caring heart and the look in his eyes when he saw me that made my tummy flutter. And the other look of wonder and love he had when he thought his friends didn't see him watching them.

He'd be so proud. No. Wait. He IS so proud of his squires and how they've grown and achieved so much. I know somehow he knows. I can feel his warm pride and love like he was standing next to me when I think on them, him, and their achievements.

But I still miss him. And I want a hug and his shoulder to sniffle in.
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