Good Morning

I really miss Michelle in the morning. 

I miss waking up next to her. 

I miss her walking out from the bedroom and greeting me. 

She would tell me good morning and I would get a kiss. 

I think how many missed hugs I could have gotten. Can I cash in on one now? 

“What do you want for breakfast” 

She took care of me. She was my comfort. 

She had a spice mix she would make for her breakfast sausage. She would mix it together and make me a breakfast taco. 

Rarely would I make my first cup of coffee. She was always there to hand it to me. On the spot and there for me with a smile. 

I never felt like she felt burdened or obligated. If anything, I felt guilty. I often offered to make breakfast, but she refused. 

She did like it when I offered to make dinner though. Dinner was always a bigger task. My thoughts are on you now, today and always. 

I love you to infinity – Mucho Grande babe