Maybe you sometimes count up the things you're missing in your life or about the things you want to get back...
I desperately miss my great aunt Johanna. And it has been half a year since I got this feeling. Of course I was devastated when she died, but I'm feeling like this sadness about her death increases more and more the older I get.
I miss the way she'd been content with everything she got - without asking for more or complaining about her situation. I miss her ability to be happy about simple things and I even miss her way to be naive about stuff. She passed away in July 2008, and I still sometimes dream of her apartment, realizing that I still can remeber every detail of it, of the furniture etc. And her garden still sometimes returns to my mind - we sometimes used to stay overnight in the small summerhouse there, being woken up by birds scratching on the roof. I am also thinking about if I should travel to the place she used to live as soon as I got my driver's license - maybe I'll just visit her (grave) again, without my parents and without any other relatives, to have a bit of the feeling I can spend time with her alone.
And I'd really like to have a sister. (Ok, this is a strange wish, I know. ^^° ) Too late, I am an only child and I'm turning 20 in October, so bad chance. But it would have been nice, I'd have influenced her with my music, my style and everything until she'd been a midget copy of me. xD (This feeling has occured since nearly a year as I met my bloke and realized how well he gets on with his brother. Siblings can be fun.)
Mooks, what are you missing in your life?
-- Edited by NellyMeret Lundberg on Saturday 10th of October 2009 01:18:55 PM
I miss my brother. We were step-siblings, so there were just a few months between us and I think that contributed to bringing us very close together.
I also miss several dear old people in my family that have died, but the loss of them were expected and feels more natural in a way, so it's much easier to live with.
It's seven years since my brother died, but I still think about him every day. I deeply miss our evenings of beer, talk and music.
I kind of feel cheated that he is gone, that I can only hear his songs from cd's, that I never get to see him married and with children and that I will not have him around as I grow older. I have to live my life unable to share my experiences with him, and it feels so unfair.
On the positive side, I am grateful for what I got. Not everyone have a sibling they are very close to at all, so in a way I'm lucky.
-- Edited by Irilar on Saturday 10th of October 2009 01:54:02 PM
__________________ "So what you are saying is -I shouldn't play with fire" she said at last. "Of course you should" said One-Eye gently. "But don't be surprised if the fire play back." -Joanne Harris
I miss England to be honest. It's been seven years since I moved, and going back every summer has made me realize it's one of the only places where my life seems consistent (if that makes sense). I miss my family in England, my dad, my grandparents, my stepmum, my cousins, and of course my friends over there. I miss the freedom of being able to leave for the city easily, whereas here it's a right chore to get a ride down to the train station, pay $10 for a ticket, and be on the train for over an hour, then get the T to where you want to be. But when I'm in England with my Dad, I miss my mum, my stepdad, my brothers, and my friends over here. So I guess what I'm missing really is everyone I love being in one place.
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"As time goes by we set the stage, we play the parts and act our age"
I miss the time when my half-sister and her then-boyfriend lived with us, it was a cramped house then but we were all very happy.
I'm lucky that none of my relatives have died in my life time, but I miss John. He was my best friend when I was 13, he killed himself at the same age because he was bullied at school and sexually abused at home. He was amazing, he was tall, dark haired and blue eyed (maybe where my type came from) and a killer on the guitar, he could just pluck a note from the air and turn it into the most fantastic song. He was always there to talk to and gave great big bear hugs! His family hated me, so I was never asked to attend his funeral and I don't know where they buried him either :( I miss him, but sometimes I think 'Johnnie is up there approving of my actions right now', it makes me smile.
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"Everyone is a friend, until they prove otherwise."
"You can be insane and still be a good person." - EA
I miss the days where I wasn't half scared about logging onto Facebook or answering my phone to unknown numbers etc because there's always a good chance I'm about to get abuse or see someone slagging me off...
I miss my "brother". He was the first friend I ever knew, we were just babies when our nans introduced us and we grew up together.
I miss the simple things like climbing trees with him and playing football, then the time I got stuck on a huge metal container so he told me that if I jumped he'd catch me. He always did.
He disappeared out of my life for 3 years, and I hated him for that. But when he came back I felt awful, because he's been through crap I can't even imagine and despite everything pulled through.
He's was wrongly imprisoned in spain, he's was shot twice and he never forgot me. He was abandoned by his family and all of his best friends were decapitated in a horrible car crash.
What made it worse was the fact that he would have gone with them that night, but at the last minute he didn't go.
Last christmas he sent me a card, and in march he held me whilst I cried about everything, then he kissed me and told me he'd never leave again. He hasn't, he's here to stay.
We just don't see each other much. Life gets in the way, and it makes me so sad.
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I'd choose freedom over safety because I'd rather die standing than live on my knees.
I'm missing love/boy-action. =P
I haven't had a boyfriend in nearly a year and the only people I ever really feel like I want to be with are the never-gonna-happens.
I don't have many friends either, a couple of good ones, but there's really not many people at all I'm close with.
The things I DO have more than make up for these, though. :)
I miss my dad. I was 12 when he died but I still cry sometims just by thinking about him. I miss the fact that I never got to have a grown up conversation with him, even though I never had it, I miss it, if that makes sense.
I miss my friends too, most of them have all just drifted away. one special one in particular. Miss her like crazy sometimes.
I don't think I've ever lost anything that I miss too much. No one I've really cared about has died (a few relatives, but I didn't know them very well). I don't miss school, or my old friends, or my parents' house. I have made this place my home.
I kinda miss not paying rent. I think this freedom is a worthy trade-off, though.
I also kinda miss my first cousin. I was only 5 when he died, but I miss the fact that I could have known him as I grew up. It affected his brother (cousin 2) really badly, they were the best of friends, and part of him died too.
I miss all my family in Australia, I only get to see them once every few years.
I miss being able to feel the world in my grasp but now it seems stress is always trying to make me slip up.
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Short snippet of my song: Bees Knees
Your eyes they still wail out conflict But you still think your the bees knees You keep choking on your vulgar slurs But in the end it's a comforting pity... You still like to imagine that you are the bees knees.
i miss festivals as thats where i feel truly at home. damn winter
i miss seth, the first imadgineary friend my stupid skitzo mind ever conjured up. he was awsome and i loved him until he OD'd on me. watching hollyoaks because i was bored made me remeber him, damn that emo boy on there whatever his name is.
I miss my nan who and I'm still not used to not seeing her everyday. She always believed in me and just all the little things she used to do to show she cared. I also miss how close my cousins and I used to be when we were kids. I've only now managed to contact my eldest cousin on facebook.
I miss my uncles. One of them lives in Australia, so I am lucky he is still in my life really. I also miss my uncle who died in a car crash. He was only 20. I was eleven, and people think I was too young to care, but if anything, it has got sadder and sadder as I have got older. I am nearly how old he was when he died now. It was so horrific. I think about him every day. :(
I miss England.
I miss an old friend of mine. We had a row and haven't spoken since. I hate to admit it but I do miss him.
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Your eyes they still wail out conflict But you still think your the bees knees You keep choking on your vulgar slurs But in the end it's a comforting pity... You still like to imagine that you are the bees knees.
Never age. Never die. Live forever in that one white hot moment, when the crowd screamed. When every note was a heartbeat. Burn across the sky. You will never grow old. They will never say you died.
I miss my life when I was always in a day dream. It's hard to get, but it was like being half in half out of water. Now that I'm constantly in touch with reality, the water is icy cold.
I miss my best friend since childhood, who disappeared off the face of the planet. I hope he's okay.
I miss my friends, who were all innocent but now turn to stereotpying and doing things to get cool. I miss our little crowd, innocence.
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