There are simple things I miss about what I now refer to as my 'old life'.
*A hug in the afternoon when Dave would come home from work.
*A person to bug with my stupid complaints in the middle of the day when motherhood isn't going so well.
*Someone to comment to about a TV show I'm watching.
*The shared joy of our child's accomplishment, or when they've done something so incredibly cute or silly that it's only cute to the two if you.
*The warmth and comfort of him lying in bed beside me.
*The security he brought in more ways than one.
*I even miss an occasional argument.
There is so much more, but that will have to come later.
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