I Miss (sunday morning wake and bakes)

I can not believe it has been four months since I have talked to you. My phone is a different creature. It used to be my lifeline to you. Now it’s just the thing I listen to music on all day at work (most days), while it sits in “airplane mode” so I can not be interrupted with bells and whistles that aren’t you.

I miss waking up on Sunday mornings, filling my cup, and filling my bowl and calling you early, because you were an hour ahead of me.



About iwentcrazy

I am very, very, very average. And very, very, very lucky.

Posted on April 26, 2015, in Death, grief, Honey Bee and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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