What do you miss?
I miss REALLY good music on the radio. The type of stuff I could listen to in my Dad’s car and he didn’t have to turn it down because of cursing or misogynistic lyrics. He played some really good tunes I enjoyed like songs by Sinatra, Stevie Wonder, Chaka Khan, The Beatles, Earth Wind and Fire, Minnie Riperton and Randy Crawford. I miss that.
A lot ♥
The same as anyone. I miss the innocence that come from someone saying it was going to be alright, and believing them. I miss being truly happy without wondering if something will go home later. Mostly I miss my Papaw. He had a way about him that made it alright. People around him smiled through tears. I think the older you get, the more you know just what you stand to loose and what has been lost. But I refuse to give up. No question that there are some parts of me missing. But I am still fighting just like everyone else. May God bless you all today.
And my carefree life before breast cancer turned it all upside-down.
I am so sorry to hear that. My rent-a-mom died last year from liver cancer. It changes something in you that you can’t even fully put your finger on. I hate the emptiness. But I am online like 24/7 most of the time. If you need to talk I will listen. She wasn’t my mom by blood, but she was in every way that counted. So I kinda understand.
I miis the last 40 years – Sixty Sucks!!!
LOL. Mr. Arbuckle, you are looking at this all wrong. This should be a great time in your life. Your working days are closer to being over, and it is time to relax. I am sorry you feel that way. I wish you the best.
see! I can’t even spell “miss”
i miss her…..
Awe! That was sad. I hate feeling that way. I hope it gets better.
oh. no .. now i remember that feeling again .. hope she is fine
I’m sorry to hear all those sad things. “To miss” really seems to be a negative sentiment. Or at least it seems so at first. I know things often are hard on oneself, but how about trying to see it a little differently than usual? That’s just what I’m thinking, I hope it’s not too much out of place…^^’
Today has been the day of my very 1st article to a Daily Post topic. I’d be very happy, if you took a look at it and tell me what you think of it!
My best wishes and love to all of you! ♥
The wastebasket, every single time. Can’t ever rope it with a wad of paper.
Joking aside, I miss my grandmother. I also miss being a kid and having the future wide open for me. And The X-Files.
Among other things, I miss targets. A repsonse, by me. http://wp.me/p1hsEl-qb
Around this time of year? Home. Until the temperature drops to the teens and below, ice and snow makes travel trecherous; then I’m happy I live in a warmer climate. Until then, I’ll be missing home.
i miss doing bhangra on english songs!!!
At this very moment, I miss my dad. He is undergoing a training program held in Korea. His attendance targets to improve his human resource management skills more profoundly, although he’s nearing 55 years of age in 4 years time. In other words, aging never stops my hard-working and prolific father from his never ending task of gaining knowledge. His hundred percent commitment towards his job motivates my siblings and I to work harder in pursuing that success in front, hidden under the mist of challenges and walking through the long frustrating grasses of self-doubts and self-conflicts. Therefore, never let yourself under constant argument with your inner stubborn self, because that may end you up in utter failure. Failure gets no appraisal since failure is a word referring to ‘stop trying’ due to old age, health and other handicaps.
The above long-winded sentences may bore you a bit…………
Read the rest here by clicking on this link: http://ellokhai.wordpress.com/2011/11/11/what-do-you-miss/
there are people and times that i miss…there are mindsets that i do not miss… http://believeanyway.wordpress.com/2011/11/11/what-do-you-miss-daily-post-topic-303-1111/
I miss the fact that my youngest son who reently turned 18 did not develop ‘normally’. He is 18 and undiagnosed with autistic tendancies. I miss the fact he can’t talk to me, I miss the fact that he doesn’t have friends he can just ‘hang’ with, I miss the fact he wasn’t able to have his first driving lesson, I miss that he hasn’t kissed a girl, I miss that he can’t fully participate in sports, I miss that he is not independant, I miss the chaotic sense of normalcy that I should have had with him, that I had with the other 3. He’s my little guy, but I miss the pieces I don’t get with him.
Garbage Pail Kids. Anyone remember collecting those cards in the 80′s? Then that creepy movie was made and killed it all.
College… those were the days!
When 12 year olds weren’t whores
sunrise over manhattan
Quiet time and free-flowing ideas
I miss my favorite quiet spot:
What do I miss? A very difficult question to answer. I think I miss the time when I was 8-10 years old, when my family lived on Cigli Air Force Base, in western Turkey. It was a time of happy, casual, daily fun, as my parents took us to archeological sites around the shore of the Aegean Sea, and it was there that I learned my love of ancient history. As well, I spent quite a bit of time snorkeling in the same Aegean Sea, where the water was crystal clear and a beautiful blue. Swimming along the surface, I could see the bottom in such detail that I could hardly believe it was 30′ deep. I remember all of this as though it happened yesterday, and I miss that easy time, before questions of health and high school, when all I did was play and learn.
I miss my daughter Anita, who went home to be with the Lord two years ago. I miss the phone calls and her asking, ” Mom, do you have time for me?” I miss all of the visits, and chats that we will no longer have. Also the hugs and the I LOVE Yous.
Straightforward simplicity, purity of deep connections.
All my Relatives Now in Heaven ,,well see you soon but not now,
for Gods mercy i`m not finish yet here in Earth
All the many familiar faces
I miss my freedom..freedom to do what I want to do and when to do it. I miss the freedom that the children have. All they got to do is eat, sleep and play. they don’t have to go through the hectic schedules, skipping meals to finish work, working late night up to early mornings doing rounds and finishing work that never ends but gets more and more after your done with one.
I miss doing nothing..The kind that you have to just sit on the beach, gaze the horizons with the scorching sun and thinking of nothing..Oh I love it..
I miss the carefree childhood days, college and the rest of the youth that followed it . I also miss my very dear friend Chabbi who went to be with lord last year. I miss the guileless camaraderie that I shared with anyone and everyone without trying to weigh them beforehand.I miss the self that I was !!
Picture tells everything…i missed being here…
…I use to miss this guy who I thought was my soulmate until I realized that some people are placed in your life for a season…not a lifetime….
Not much but here’s a post I made:
Missing time that i missed….
“Friendship isn’t about who you have known the longest
It’s about those who came and never left your side ….”
A Fun Gift Shop
I miss my Mom’s incredible lemon meringue pie, and my Dad’s corny jokes and great stories.
I miss now as it thens into the nothingness!
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