And he said...

I read his blog as often as he posts...since the day his wife died.

"i used to laugh


at her, calling her:

“thief”

“junkie”


and countless other

words that


would have been less than


flattering if they’d

been overheard by

anyone around us.


but to her,


to us,


these words

were the way we

showed love.

it was the teasing

that made us smile,

because between us,

we both knew

that me calling her a

no calorie sweetener junkie

or a yellow packet thief

meant that i

noticed the little things,

that i knew

her better than

anyone else in the world."


One day...I'll find someone that loves me as much as he still loves her.