I continue to wait for David to come up the driveway admiring the flowers. I wait for him to hug me. I wait for him in the kitchen to enjoy my cooking. I envision him all over the house. I see him in the kitchen talking to me while I am cooking. I see him in the family room sitting on the couch and watching his favorite movie with us. I often see him fixing what needed to be fixed and painting the walls or ceilings. He is everywhere and yet the house is void, cold and empty.