As I walked out on the front porch this morning I heard the thunder rolling and watched the lightning flashing. I decided to go back inside the house to drink my coffee. In doing so I felt that there was something missing in this picture. Something was just not right. It wasn’t because of the weather and the house seemed to be in proper order. So I sat down in my large living room, in my overstuffed chair, and looked at the unlit Christmas tree. I had already let the dogs outside the house and they were already at the window ready to come inside away from the rain. I walked to the kitchen cabinet and got my Pop Tart. As I prepared to pour another cup of coffee, I put the Pop Tart in the toaster. I looked around the kitchen and all seem to be in order. The counters were clear, save for my coffee maker, but there was still something missing. As I let the dogs in, two York Shire Terriers, they seemed to run around the house with great excitement. They seemed to search for something that was not there. A loud clap of thunder made one of the dogs bark at the sound. I looked out and watched the rain coming down. Other than the sound of the rain and the dog barking it was quiet. I then looked at where the house computer sat and something was missing, but all appeared in order. I then went to the back room (the blog room) and let the big dogs inside. Again all looked in order as the dogs looked around as if in a search for something else. I finished my coffee and my Pop Tart and began to get dressed, to go out to the shop. As I walked into the closet all seem to be in order and yet as I got dressed for the bad weather there still something missing. Before going outside and I turned on the TV and watch the news. C BS Good Morning is one of the programs I watch. On the show was a singer, Evan Neville, who gave a soft rendition of several Christmas carols. I smiled as I listen that the song but there was still something missing.
After listening to the Christmas carols started to feel a little melancholy. I reviewed my morning routine and quickly realized what was missing. Usually when I get up in the morning I try to be quiet so I do not disturb my wife. I go outside on the porch and to look at the beautiful scenery. That is also an effort to not disturb my wife from sleeping. While on the porch I can clank my cup, I can cough without worrying about it waking up my wife. When I walked into the living room from the porch I observed, next to a chair, several items that I associate with my wife’s sitting there. When I went to the kitchen to get my Pop Tart, I thought about my wife purchased a large box of Pop tarts so that I would have enough while she was gone. I looked at the kitchen counters I envision them with pots and pans on the stove with several items skewed along the counter that was used to make last night’s dinner. When I let the dogs inside the house they were looking for the person who lets them sit in her lap and gives them treats in the morning. When I looked at the house computer area I think of how my wife keeps in touch with all the family through the social media that she uses. That keeps me in touch with the family which I need. When I went to the closet to get dressed to go outside, I noticed that my wife had made sure that I had plenty of clothing to wear while she was gone. The Christmas carols that I listen to on the television made me look at our Christmas tree, and I envisioned my wife placing all the decorations on the tree and plugging in the electrical cord every night to make sure the Christmas spirit was in our house.
Yesterday, I spent most of the day going in and out of the house from the shop. Each time I entered the house I took off my shoes or boots. This was not done as a part of any religious practice but rather to try to keep the dirt for my shoes out of the house. The place that I do this at his right next to a window that looks directly into the kitchen. I usually can find my wife busy in the kitchen while I come in and out of that door. And several times yesterday while walking from the house to the shop I could have sworn I heard her call my name. Each time I would quickly look around to see where she was at only to realize she was not there. While I was in the shop I would constantly look at the extension phone to make sure that I did not miss a call from my wife. As usual I must’ve been man looking as I miss several calls. I use the term man looking because my wife introduced me to the term. There so many times when I would tell her I could not find something she went to the same area and found the item. After doing so she would laugh and tell me” you must’ve been man looking”
I am a man who enjoyed his privacy. And usually several times a year my wife will go off to be with the family to represent both of us. I believe she brings the personal touch to the many people who are important in our lives. I find it hard to do so but I sure am happy when she does.
By now I’m sure you realize that the reason that there was something missing in this pitcher is because my wife is not there to fill it. She is so much a part of my everyday life that when she’s not here the picture is not complete. In each of the pictures I described earlier in this blog the missing part of the picture was that she is not there. And I hear her call my name because it is what I want to hear. For a so-called loaner I sure need her in my life. And I write this blog today because it is easier for me to write it then to sometimes tell her and others that I feel. I am sure there is someone like her in your life. If not find someone. It will make your life full and fill all the pictures that are your world.
I know that soon she will be back and she will relay all the stories of her visit. I’m sure she will have many pictures of the family on her phone. And we will sit and gaze at them all. So when she gets back all the missing part of the picture will be filled again with the wonderful person who is my wife.
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