I miss being in love I miss picnics I miss sitting in the backyard watching the stars wrapped in the arms of the one I love I miss having someone look at me with that look of love
I miss being able to plan things. I miss being able to jabber on and on, and have someone listen. I miss being able to have quiet time without having to listen to intense talk about some issue. I miss alone time.
I miss being able to read a book as long as I wanted to to get a pedicure without having to rush home to watch a movie without having to explain it to express being angry sometimes to waste a whole day on myself
I miss getting ready for camping without having a big tadoo over it. If I can just do it myself, I get it done in half the time. Carosi, at least I still get to go camping...so sorry. I miss not being able to watch a tv show all the way through. DH keeps changing the channel on the ads and then forget to change it back.
Looking at the showering and bathing thread, I miss showering with her. I don't remember the last time....whether it was before or after her surgery, 26 years ago. I don't think we ever took a bath together, maybe once in our early years. I know I've missed a lot.
I miss having somebody to call if I have a flat tire or have to drive home late at night by myself. (Everybody in the world is on a cell phone, and I don't have anybody to call.) Sometimes I wonder how long it would take the world to notice that I was missing or gone, once DH doesn't miss me.
I miss getting yellow roses I miss the excitement of planning a trip I miss the look of pleasure when giving him a gift I miss the smell of his cologne on the sheets I miss backrubs and footrubs I quiet dinners and conversation
I miss making snow angels as he promised in our wedding vows I miss having him to take care of the cars I miss his cooking I miss his handpicked bouquets of flowers
I miss having some one to finish the crossword puzzels with I miss some one to tell me a button is undone I miss some one to do something nice for me without expecting something back in return
I miss date nights I miss kayaking together I miss planning our trip to Italy I miss snuggling at night I miss sitting on the front porch with coffee and the newspaper together I miss evening walks after a snowstorm I miss having someone to bounce fears and concerns off of I miss picking up his dirty socks :o) I miss having him hog the covers I miss walking the beach looking for sea glass I miss my life and worry I will never have what I lost again
I miss redoing a bedroom and picking out new paint and perhaps some new sheets. And maybe buying some towels to go with. I miss our camping trips in that old tent. I miss my kids being little. I miss my grandkids being little.
I miss him coming in all hot and sweaty from work and wanting to be hugged and kissed. And telling the kids to go outside and play while mommy and daddy talk for a little bit. Then, I'd coax him down the hall, get new clean clothes for him, coax him into the bathroom and h elp him get undressed and adjust the shower. He'd get in and then tell me he couldn't wash his back alone. Meanwhile, the kids are running and yelling and screaming outside.
One day not long ago, my daughgter (55 years old) reminded me of one of those icidents and asked me what Daddy and I were doing while they were outside. just told her I was helping him with his bath. She laughed really hard. I guess she's all grown up now. :)
I miss the little potted shamrocks that he bought me at St. Patrick's day.
I miss the big Christmases and Christmas trees. I miss the traditions I made, and joining in on the ones my daughter made. I miss eating my son-in-law's bar-b-que. I miss the Saratoga Jazz Festival, and the whole two days picnicking in the park to first class music. I miss long car rides, and traveling, and cruse ships.
I miss my soul mate I miss having someone I could rely on, no matter what I miss being told I'm the most beautiful woman in the world (he has bad eyesight) I miss being teased I miss the surprise "I love you" gifts for no occasion I miss being "put on a pedestal" and being taken care of
Oh dear friends, mee tooo. We have missed We do miss We will miss But at least we KNOW Or have KNOWN and maybe know again someday.. Thats getting a bit deep. I'm with Nancy B. Wondering who the current ME is toooo. Heck.
I'm tired of feeling angry at the Disease I'm tired of feeling lonely I'm tired of feeling left out I'm tired of being alone in a room full of people I'm tired of my friends not understanding I'm tired
I'm grateful for Alspouse I'm grateful for the Lord getting me through I'm grateful for the one good year we had I'm grateful for my Grandsons I'm grateful for my Mom standing by my side I'm grateful for sunshine, finally I'm grateful for all of my Alspouse friends who understand me.
I'm scared of the future I'm scared of being alone forever I'm scared of watching my husband die I'm scared of losing my Mom someday I'm scared of raising two little boys alone I'm scared I'll lose my house
I miss a clean, freshly shaven man to see without a 3 day fight to get him in the shower. I miss going shopping together, fixing the house together, doing anything together I miss being a wife and not a mother to an 86 yr old kindergartner I miss just sitting back and letting my loving husband do for me and again, i miss him
Hello! I'm new here because of all the above reasons. I had been looking for a support group of just spouses and was thrilled to find this site. The only people I knew who were affected by this horrible disease were caregivers of parents or grandparents and their problems are verrry different from spouses'. My DH is 81 [dx 2005] and in the mid stage and I am 73 with my only problem being arthritis. He is a sweet person by nature and still is. He can be left alone for short periods and I take advantage of this and do go to exercise classes 2X wk. I get tired of having to be home at noon all the time as I would like to take a whole day and go shopping with friends. Our outings consist of church 3X wk and both of us sing in the choir. He mostly just stands there looking around but our song director want's him to feel wanted. I am thankful he is easy to care for but do miss HIM dearly. I have found a lot of helpful advise here and am so glad I found you.
Welcome Sweet Pea, and yes, that is why this place is here. Pain is pain, loss is loss, sorrow is sorrow, but some of the issues when it is your spouse are different from the issues when it is your parent/grandparent/aunt/uncle. It is also true that there are issues that the "daughters" have that I'm not dealing with. My sister took care of our mother when she was old and sick, and they exchanged roles during those years. I'm not dealing with that. But on the other hand, most of the time the "daughters" don't deal with the loss of their basic support system.
Nikki, I was in tears as I read these beautiful love letters too. That's really what they are, love letters to a person who is no longer there. each and every one brought tears to my eyes. I almost stopped reading. the one thing most of us seem to share was a really good, solid relationship. that's why we miss it so much.
Dear Sweet Pea, I love your screen name. You certainly have come the the right place. These are good people and you will find yourself welcomed with open arms. And whe things go sour, you can come here and let it out and get cyber hugs and kisses. Can't beat that! Welcome and blessings to your and yours.