Grieving Charlie Kirk: Missing the Little Things

nights. But it's interesting, it, what I miss the most, what really just hits me hard is when I'm in the grocery store and I see his hot sauce.

I wanna buy it. Or it's the little things, you know, his clothes everywhere.

Um, excuse me. But it's, it's the little things.

And I know that people who have experienced loss totally understand what I'm saying.

It's, it's the small things that just get you.

Um, it's the visual of, you know, daddy coming home, and to the world he was Charlie Kirk, but to us he was my love of my life and my children's dad.

I'm so sorry. It's understandable. Excuse me, but it's those little things where, again, he would walk through the door, drop his bags, "Daddy's home," take his phone Friday night, Shabbat shalom, throw it in the junk drawer,

and it was just all us. Mm. And that's what I always wanted to make so special for him, was coming home.

I'd, I, I'd always say, "Baby, I don't care what time you get home." Mm.

"Home is here for you. Your food will never be cold.

It might sit out for a little bit, but I'll reheat it. It's fine."

And I just wanna encourage spouses, don't get mad.

It's so easy. Don't do it.