Maybe one day, I won't expect a response and I'll forget that routine.
Today, I realized I still sleep on "my side" of the bed.
Maybe one day I'll feel like spreading out and sleeping in the middle.
Today, I saw your favorite flowers at HEB (tulips and gladiolas - you know it's that time of year)
Maybe one day I'll buy some flowers for the house - "just because"
Today, I had a million experiences I wanted to share with you.
Maybe one day you won't be first person who comes to mind when the meaningful stuff happens.
Today, I went to a softball game with our kid and so wanted our whole family to be there together.
Maybe one day I won't feel like there is such a hole here without you.
Today, I tried to watch one of our "regular shows" and I so wanted you to be there snuggling on the couch with me.
Maybe one day, it won't feel so lonely.
Tonight, I tried to go to bed and found myself talking to the pillow that is in "your spot" in the bed.
Maybe one day I'll realize that that is pointless (and mildly psychotic).
Maybe one day.
But not today.
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