I know you must be confused about the title. You see I was washing dishes again, because my has been was called back into work again, when it hit me. I’m being trained for the day he will no longer be here and I’ll be up looking for that dirty dish in the sink or those crumbs on the counter where he made toast.
I don’t want to train for this, you don’t want to trained for this. I wonder how many people wake up after losing a loved one be them old or young and think I just want to wash one more dish I pick up one more pair socks.
So I found myself sitting here alone again, being very thankful for the crumbs you left me. I love you my husband.