This morning I was making coffee and noticed there was a little single shot bottle of rum laying on the stove. I have NO idea where it came from. It was NOT there yesterday (or the day before!) I have used the stove, granted not frequently, but there is no reason for it to be there.
I felt like Michael was reminding me of our date nights on Friday. We always had margaritas and Mexican food at Los Panchos. Either that or he was encouraging me to drink my breakfast! At any rate, it was definitely a sign from him.
I found my face flooded with tears on my drive to work. I miss that man. I miss the fun we had together. I miss laughing every day. I miss the normal routine we had. I miss his back scratches. I miss the joy he always felt in spring when things started blooming. I miss his enthusiasm to celebrate Easter, complete with Easter baskets for us and others. I miss having someone to share a ham with.
I just miss him.
But I know I'm blessed. I've had someone in my life who brought me joy and love, and so many never experience that.
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