Members kendi Posted September 16, 2012 Members Report Share Posted September 16, 2012 I always called Kenny my pillow and he would laugh at me. I used to sleep on his chest every night and listen to his heart beat as I fell asleep. When we would go to bed we would talk about anything and everything, bedtime was our time. He would hold me and I felt so safe in my arms. when I would have nightmares he would wake me up and then hold me and stroke my hair til I fell asleep. Now I have his pillow behind me, his covers over me but I still wake up all times of the night reaching for him and he is not there. I miss him so much, his smile, his touch, his hugs, and him just shaking his head at me when I would do something off the wall. I miss him waking me up in the morning saying coffee, coffee. I told him he was the best alarm clock around never failed between 530 and 6 I would him coffee. I would tell him he was my heart and soul as well as my pillow all the time it just hurts but I do Thank God he did not let Kenny suffer for years and years, That is my only comfort because Kenny would have never wanted that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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