I miss you all the time. I miss you when something silly happens, and I think of how we'd laugh about it. I miss you when I'm having a bad day, and I know your smile would cheer me up in a minute. I miss you when there's exciting news, and you're not here to share the celebrating. I miss you during ordinary moments, when just being together would make the day special. You have a forever place in my heart that no one else could fill . . . and whenever we're apart, I can't help but miss you -- a lot!
Love is patient . . . Love waits. It waits for the right moment, the kind word, the gentle touch. It knows nothing of days, hours, and minutes. Love keeps Gods time. Love is kind . . . Love cares. It listens. It smiles. It holds hands and wipes tears. Love makes room for every tenderness. Every day, you remind me how wonderful God meant love to be.
Know what I love? When you do that thing with your tongue. And when you call me that name that no one else knows. Or when you simply hold my hand. When you wake me up in the middle of the night . . . And when you touch me in that place that makes me wild. I love what you do to me.