I miss being a part of a team. I miss being strong when he was weak, and I miss having a soft place to land. Being part of a team does not always mean that we each gave 50-50 at all times (sometimes it was 90-10, and sometimes I took way more than I gave), but at the end of 23 years (ended only by death), I go more than Ineeded , wanted, or dreamed of. It is the reason that I want that again.
Wow! Such great answers! I find that sometimes we miss the small things in life. I miss someone that I can hold hands with, gaze into her eyes, listen to her heartbeat, feel her breath, and a soft kiss.
I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic.
I miss having someone to confide in, as we didn't share any conversation we had behind our closed door. I also miss the Saturday morning omlets. He worked early and I worked late, and between us, only had Saturday off, so those times to just be together were priceless.
Thanks for asking.