Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Habitually Late Thought Question Thursday: Missing


All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

-Shakespeare, Sonnet 43

Right now I miss a lot of people. As I’ve said before, I live my life in a constant state of missing a loved one.

I miss my friends from high school with whom I’ve fallen out of touch. Not that they’re people I want in my life now or particularly even liked overall, but there’s a wistful nostalgia for them in my heart.

I miss my cherished friends from high school, like Brent, like Michelle and Drew, friends who inspire me daily. They’re more determined, driven and dedicated than anyone I know. Their passion for life their dreams humbles me. It’s without question they are going to become, if they aren’t already, movers and shakers of this world and I’m almost star-struck I can claim to have grown up with them.

I miss my college friends who disappointed and hurt me beyond imagination. I miss our future.

I miss those dear to me who have died. That missing is such a hard missing. I miss them for me, I miss them for the life they did not get to live.

I miss my family so much. Thank god they aren’t so far away anymore, but I still don’t see them as often as I should or want to… life is too busy for all of us. Eric & Brittney being in Kentucky was awful. When Mom was in England was REALLY awful. But luckily they’re all back here and back in Texas.

I miss my second family, my beautiful goldens. If I stop and think about how far away they all are from me, I could just cry. I miss them every moment I’m not with them. Even when I’m with them, the future missing hangs over me like a dark cloud. But I refuse to acknowledge it while I’m with them; I’m not going to waste precious moments with them by focusing on being sad!

I even miss my her mer when the weeks are long and the weekends are short.

Essentially, I am a very greedy person; I want everyone I love to surround me always. Make it happen, please. Thanks.
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