Today at work, I was stacking in the cool room and had to move some sandwiches.  When I picked up the tray, the tag had printed on it "Mykonos".  And I just smiled, because it brought me straight back to when we were in hospital.  Even after I had hurt you, you still loved me.  And we still found something to smile about.  But as quickly as that memory had reemerged, tears started to build.  Because in my heart, I knew that I wouldn't be able to see your smile, hear your voice, or just be in your presence for a very, very long time.