Missing G

For Grief Share, I'm supposed to journal about what I miss the most about G. It's hard to even know where to begin.

I miss his presence - just him, here.

His strength - even with all his physical issues, he was still stronger than me - could open jars, lift things, and just had that masculine strength about him

His hugs. Gosh I miss those hugs. So warm, and soft, and gentle. I could wrap my warms all the way around him and I fit perfectly under his chin.

His advice.

His strength of conviction.

His in depth understanding of Scripture

The way that his strengths balanced out my weaknesses.

His ability to empathize with P because he remembered being a kid and how hard it can be.

His singing voice.

The way he appreciated beauty and ideas.

How he saw life so much more clearly than most.

Being a team with him. Being proud to be his wife. Knowing that he was having a big impact on people.

How incredible he was as a father to P.

Doing the question book with him.

Him knowing me well enough to point out when I was making bad choices, heading down an unhealthy path, etc.

Watching shows and playing board games together.

His beard.

His socks on the floor - always on the floor!

His sense of humor and the way he made me laugh more than anyone else ever could.

His eternal perspective.

His love of coziness.

How he bucked convention and didn't care what others thoughts.

He was a free spirit but grounded in God's truth.

The way he smelled after a shower.

Being intimate together.

His singing voice.

How he worried about me when I was sick.

Hearing his laugh.

The way he delighted in our son.

His perspective and wisdom.

Traveling together and listening to music.

Watching him and P play after dinner while I cleaned up.

How he would sweetly encourage me to treat myself to little things.

When he was annoyed with me.

The sound of him walking down the stairs.

Laying on the couch listening to music or watching a show and playing with his hair.

His beard. Loved that beard.

His pillow "stack"

Going to the movies together.

Not being alone.

Him sitting in his chair.

Calling and hearing his voice on the phone.

How much he loved his brothers and how much he loved holidays.