Day Four: 7 Things You Miss

1. Doing Things with My Parents 



I miss when my parents were healthy and able to do things. My mom would take me and my sister on day trips to Birmingham or Atlanta, and we'd go shopping, we'd go out to eat. And of course, the four of us had some great family trips. We used to have a camper that we'd haul to the Smoky Mountains or to the beach at least once a year.

Now my parents don't even leave the house unless it's to go to the doctor, and sometimes they don't even feel up to that. I can't express how much I miss doing things with them.

2. Having Friends



You might need a Kleenex for this one too. When I was growing up, I had one best friend, about three or four very close friends, a circle of fair-weather friends to go out to eat with and such, and several church/work acquaintances to talk to regularly.

All those people that once made up my life have moved away, gotten married, and/or had babies. My current best friend is the same best friend from my childhood, but she's been married for a year and will be moving away soon. Everyone else has already forgotten me. They've grown up and gone on with their lives.

I just miss when we were all single, and we all went out together and had fun as a pair or a group. We were so involved in each other's lives. Now we're not even friends on Facebook.

It's hard for me to find people I can be close to. I have very little in common with the few people I know right now, and I don't really know how to meet new people. So yeah. I miss having friends.

3. Swapping Stories with my Best Friend

For years, one of the coolest, cheapest ways my best friend and I entertained ourselves was by writing stories and sending them to each other. I remember checking my email with anticipation, hoping Anna had sent me the next chapter of whatever story she was in the middle of. We'd read each other's work, then discuss it excitedly. Those were the days.

4. Supernatural When It Was Good



A show about two good-looking brothers road-tripping across the country in a sweet '67 Chevy Impala, hunting demons, ghosts, and various monsters out of classic American folklore. There was lots of humor and good music and family bonding and, well, Dean Winchester.

It was awesome.

Then after the first five seasons, they got new writers, a new executive producer, and a new showrunner, and it turned it something...different. It got to be too "different" for me, and I quit watching. I really miss the way the show used to be.

5. College Classes

I know, I know.

I don't miss writing papers. But I miss learning things. I miss my literature and art history classes. I miss meeting with a group of people to talk about the books you're reading. Hearing a professor explain the parts that didn't make sense. Analyzing ancient pieces of art and searching for symbolism. It was always so interesting to me.

6. Church Youth Camp


The arrival of summer has me thinking about it. Every June, Brother Craig would load us all up in a charter bus and take us to Laguna Beach, Florida, for some of the best times of our lives. Everyone would come home closer to God and to each other.

I have so many wonderful memories from these camps.

7. Eating Whatever I Wanted and Not Thinking About It

Well, we all know where it got me, but yes, I miss it. I miss the days before I became aware of calories and nutrition and exercise. I used to eat a Big Mac combo with a Dr. Pepper for lunch, then pizza, breadsticks, and another Dr. Pepper for supper, and I thought nothing of it. Now I feel so stinking guilty if I even have one Dr. Pepper a week. (And I gain weight from that one, too.)

2 comments

Jessica said...

Words cannot explain how much I miss doing things as a family and also church trips. We used to travel so much with Mama and Daddy and those are some of my favorite memories for sure! And the excitement that went along with the youth trips? Nothing comes close to that now. I miss that so much.

Jennifer said...

I know! So sad.