"What do you miss?"
It was a simple question, asked on a forum board, yet, it brought tears to my eyes.
I miss my pre-9/11 innocence. I miss the last moments of time, that morning, before I knew planes had crashed into our hearts. The naiveté I can do without, but the slaughter of innocence has scarred my mind, and my soul.
I also miss Time. Adulthood, children, responsibilities, aging; all consume time, physically and mentally.
I miss fireflies, playing statues and kick-the-can, penny candy and lilacs. I miss lazy days of reading, walking on stilts, doing cartwheels and jumping rope. I miss fireplaces and blizzards.
I miss marveling at the Amish driving in buggies in the winter, carving snow bowls after the plow cleared the chunks to the side and the flashing cold of outdoor ice-skating.
I miss the 70''s, earth shoes, patched-ass bell-bottoms and the sound clogs make, buying Mexican pot with lunch money, corncob pipes and clackers that beat up your wrists. I miss the rock bands from that time, and kissing Elvis’ poster.
I miss my carefree twenties in Colorado''s 80''s, using my tips from waiting tables to drink at the bar with friends, taking off to the mountains on a whim and the feel of a future expanding and endless.
I miss my family in Wisconsin, the cats I''ve lost, my vitality, my childhood dreams and hunting wild strawberries...
I miss it all. My youth, my past. Now, I miss my hair, my muscles, my butt and life before children. I miss my mother, and my dead father.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 5/3/04
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I miss-missing!
Thank goodness you can remember the 70"s because there was good smoke back then.
CarolHawks
I miss a lot too. I look back on my own past and wonder, "If I knew then what I know now, would things be different? Would things be better?" Missed chances, missed opportunities, and lost time and dreams.
Blessings of a special kind to you and yours.
- Bill
Birgit and Roger
(((HUGS))) and love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D