She's only been gone since Thursday (five days), but I miss my girl.
I miss my usual 5:30 wake up bedroom visit of "Mom, I'm going running now. See you when I get back."
I miss coming downstairs in the morning to a warm cup of coffee and a clean kitchen, all done by Catie for me.
I miss her daily 9:30 am call of "Mom, I made it to work okay. Talk to you later."
I miss her lunch time call of, "Hi Mom, how are things at home. You doin' okay? I love you."
I miss her 6:30 pm call of, "Mom, Metro Access just picked me up. I'll be home soon. What's for dinner?"
I miss her smile and hug when she walks in the door after a long day at work with "So what did you all do today? I scooped 12 bowls of cookies, made 20 apple pies and ... "
I miss her folding my five loads of wash every night.
I miss watching her trying to stay awake on the couch for a movie.
I miss her nightly good night question around 9:00 pm, "Mom, is there anything else you need me to do before I go to bed? I'm really tired."
I miss her good night hug and kiss.
I miss Catie!
**Tomorrow is her big day. The 800 meter swimming final competition takes place sometime during the day. Swim, Catie, swim!