I miss burying my face in his beard, lying face to face in bed feet and legs all tangled up, listening to his breathing, stopping at a kissing gate on our walk and grabbing a kiss. Holding hands, hugging. However for me the most intimate moment was when I realized he was really dying and we were looking into one anothers eyes and that knowledge passing between us.
I’m so sorry for your loss. It can’t be easy missing that kind of connection.
Thank you @brainyactress
I know what you mean . Its been a few years now and (more ocassionally now) I still wake up expecting her to be there sleeping quietly - cancer sucks. Hopefully time heals but never cures
за упокой души товарищей
@ownworstenemy thank you
Why is he gone?? I would have stayed there forever.
@PinkyandtheBrain the cancer wouldn't let him stay
@psycheworks I'm actually crying right now you have no idea how many friends and family have gone from my life.
@PinkyandtheBrain that must be hard for you
went through it with my wife
@TheDoubter A huge hug for you my friend
Thank you. What you describe and experienced is real intamacy.
@Science-guy Thank you