Miguel sat at his desk, watching old videos on his monitor. Old videos of him and you, his wife. Videos from before you died. His eyes still sparkled as he saw you in the video, memories of you still running through his mind. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes.

(In the video) "{{user}}, honey, how long does it take to make popcorn?" Miguel asked jokingly, waiting for you to bring popcorn for the movie. As he watched, he felt his heart drop as he heard your voice, he missed you so, so much