Ain’t No Sunshine When He’s Gone


It was the worst day of my life.

There was no smell of coffee greeting me at the top of the stairs.

There was no coffee waiting for me on the table.

In the kitchen, there was no coffee brewing, there was no coffee at all.

The darkest, saddest and coldest day of my life.

The day after my husband moved out.

I sat on the couch, confused, alone and devastated.

What would I do?

How would this work now?

How would I ever get past the heartbreak and the loss?

The pain and sadness overwhelmed me. It was almost too much. I fought back tears as I looked around the lonely, cold room.

The solution came to me as I sat there crying.

Go and buy yourself a coffee. Go and buy yourself a coffee.

Good. As. New.


100 thoughts on “Ain’t No Sunshine When He’s Gone

  1. This is great! I mean not great that you have to go through this, but just love how you worded it and the way it ended! Hang in there! I am going to share this with my niece who is going through the same thing right now. Thanks for putting your heart out there!

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  2. Not to cause a ruckus, but I’m confused. Your entire blog seems to be based on your credence:
    About Me
    I’ve been divorced for 12 years. I love being single. I’m happy that I am free to check my own oil, refill my own washer fluid, and pump my own gas.

    Now you are lamenting a breakup. Nothing wrong with that but what gives? Yes, We have lost lovers either through a door (physical sayonara or through a celestial portal: death). Not sure why you are mourning. But I wish you comfort.

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  4. Hi Laura,
    I loved this. Total woman empowerment. For the holidays, my husband got me an automatic coffee pot. I did try to read the instructions but didn’t understand them. I figured it would be easier and quicker just to let him set the coffee pot, which he does now every night, so I can have hot coffee to take to work with me in the morning.
    Just like you wrote, every morning I wake to the aroma of coffee brewing.
    Your post made me appreciate what he does for me even more. Thanks for that. I hope you haven’t totally lost respect for me now, LOL.

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  5. Hey Skinz, sorry about all the trauma you endured in losing your coffee maker. It’s surely time you got yourself another.

    Did I mention I make great coffee?


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  6. Hey there! Β All I’m saying is, I think that you and I have the same voice, of the same writing style.Β It appears that way, because I’m clued to the way you write!

    ..”Daily commuting, dating and being with friends, traveling, women and people, Christians, of what your normal daily activities are. I can be, all day long, and we can be too, can’t we?”..

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