I Miss His Touch


I miss his touch. 
I miss his smell.
I miss leaning against his body.
I miss his kiss.
I miss holding his hand.
I miss touching our feet.
I miss the feel of his beard on my face.
I miss my husband.

The cemetery is some comfort. I think my cells know his cells are near. But it isn’t enough. I want him back. I miss him so.

About Camila

Based in Atlanta, but from the mountains of North Carolina. New widow of a man from Iran. Mother of one precious girl. Anti-human trafficking expert. Sister to 16 siblings (Yes, some of are adopted). Daughter of God.

6 comments on “I Miss His Touch

  1. Sorry for you loss x I too feel the same – I miss my 20 year old son Jacob who we lost in October last year after a short battle with Ewing’s sarcoma. So many things we miss 😦

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  2. Camila…….we have not, as yet, been introduced. I am Lauren’s mother and I have you in my thoughts and prayers each day. No one can give you words to make your loss less, for it cannot ever be less. Know there are those who are grieving with you………God bless, Hesther McAuley


  3. Linda Day

    Camila, My heart goes out to you. I wish I could make it better somehow.


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