And still I miss you…

I'm the one who's gone, lost at sea, ostensibly having the time of my life.

And still I miss you.

Don't get me wrong. I'm enjoying my time. I'm being present. I'm having fun with my kids.

And yet still you permeate my every thought. Thinking… how would this be, with you? Which of these experiences would you most enjoy? What would you feel like in my arms as we felt the warm breeze and watched the sunset together?

How do I get to find out?

I miss you, my sweet girl.

Ever yours affectionately.