God I hated that game. I hated it so much because no matter what you were doing, if my brother appeared with a remote and said pause you would do it. I remember being so annoyed by it. I remember yelling at you both to stop. I'm glad you ignored me and just had fun. Today I realized I miss it. It was something that hadn't crossed my mind since your death. I miss watching you two bond. I miss seeing your goofy smile as you played. I miss you more than you could know. And I miss all the little things you would do. I love you. And I will always love you.
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Missing My Love
Non-FictionMy boyfriend, the father of my child and love of my life passed away. I miss him so much and it's hard knowing he's gone. This is my coming to terms with it.
