I got my birthday gift from Lonesome today. My birthday's not until next week, but the mail system from up there is irregular at best.
Her had been promising for ages to send me a shirt that he wore...so I can smell him. It sounds funky, but I find it incredibly comforting.
So, I got a package today, and inside it was a sandwich bag containing a shirt and a birthday card with a dollar in it (he has this thing about sending cards with no money in them).
I sat there for a bit, looking at the bag...then I undid it and took a good deep sniff....and burst into tears. It smells just like him. It made me realize how goddam much I miss that knucklehead.
I haven't taken the shirt out of the bag yet. I don't want to; I'm afraid it will make the smell fade away. It's probably going to stay in the bag until he comes home and I can smell him all over our house again (and on me!) I think I'm going to keep it under my pillow so that I can fall asleep with his smell...it'll be almost like he's there.
Almost, but not quite. Not long to go now....I hope.