Jonathon's Closet

Friday, September 22, 2006

I miss him...

“I miss him,” Jona simply stated, and in an instant so many thoughts flash through my mind.

I miss him teasing me about “in like a lion, out like a lamb” – he always said that phrase referred to me when I was angry!
I miss him trying to cheer me up when I've had a hard day.
I miss his singing. Oh, I miss his singing!
I miss his sense of humor.
I miss him telling me a million times a day how much he loves me.
I miss cuddling with him on the roof – yep, the roof – and looking at the stars.
I miss his great big lift-me-off-the-ground bear hugs.
I miss his kisses.
I miss his laugh and his smile – the smile that you could even see in his eyes.
I miss him bringing me the most beautiful cards & flowers & jewelry – Don had great taste!
I miss cooking for him.
I miss his doing the dishes – I never once washed a dish the entire ten years we were married!
I miss his company.
I miss my running partner!
I miss the huge parties we used to throw.
I miss walking hand in hand.
I miss the way he held me at night, so strong and close.
I miss his friendship.
I miss having someone who understood me completely.
I miss the pride in his voice when he would introduce me to his colleagues at business functions.
I miss the life we had together and the contentment I felt in that life.
I miss him……………………………

I miss Dad taking me to the library every Saturday morning.
I miss Dad taking me to buy a newspaper and Fig Newtons every Sunday.
I miss Dad lifting me up to pick apples off our trees.
I miss Dad every time I go on the computer!
I miss riding on his shoulders.
I miss him holding my hand at the farmer's market.
I miss the way he would tuck me in at night.
I miss him at swim meets.
I miss him at band concerts.
I miss him making me feel safe.
I miss having a guy to talk to.
I miss him every single day.


  • I read this entry then continued on to read the one before... I couldn't even get through the "I miss him" entry without tears falling down my face. There is no one that I knew that was in the WTC that day, but every time I read something about it or read something like what you and your son wrote, it helps me keep life in perscpective and know how short it is. I'm still drying tears... Stay strong for your son, and Jonathon stay strong for your mom. I pray God's peace for both of you.

    By Blogger Keri, at 2:09 PM  

  • Yep, Kate, you were right!

    By Blogger Chaos Mommy, at 2:44 PM  

  • I helped my dad learn to use the computer to do ebay auctions so he could work from home more.

    After he died I couldn't do ebay. It took a couple years then we needed extra income so I got back into it. I still think of him every time I post an auction.

    I miss mine, too, Kate. I know this list. I trie not to write it too often but it's always there.

    By Blogger Valerie - Riding Solo, at 9:55 PM  

  • I just found your blog, and I wanted to leave a comment but I don't even know what to say. I sit here with tears streaming down my face with my 5 month old son sleeping in the next room and my very best friend/husband beside me...I'm so sorry for your loss.

    By Anonymous Much More Than A Mom, at 9:12 PM  

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