John, What I will miss… I will miss you bringing me coffee. You would make it or go out and buy it. You were always so cute when you would come back from Starbucks. You would have two cups of coffee in your hands, sometimes it would be full and sometimes you would spill a good amount in your car. But you kept your temper and would clean it up. After awhile I just learned that if I met you at the door, before you got out of the car and grab the coffee, things would work out better for you. You never complained. John, I love you. I will miss you getting up in the morning before me. I will miss your personal wake-up call. I was so hard to wake up in the morning; you would call me from your cell phone to the house phone. If I didn’t pick up the phone, you would hang up and call again, and again and again, until I got up. John, I love you. I will miss you looking for me when you sleep. I will miss you holding me as we slept. We had a ritual of cuddling and holding each other in 3 or 4 positions, before we went to sleep at night. You would not come up to bed, until I was already in bed, no matter how late I stayed up. And in the colder months of the year, you always warmed my feet no matter how cold it was or how cold my feet were. John, I love you. I will miss you killing the ants, I hate the smell of raid and you would be relentless as you cleaned up all the dead ants in the kitchen, but the pantry, you left that one for me. But I did not mind, because I wanted to make sure all the ants were gone and it was a good time to clean and organize the pantry. I love you. There is so much more that I will miss, to many to mention here. John, I will always love you, Sharon