Things I Miss

Ken Anderson

Ken Anderson

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This can be anything - actually, it doesn’t have to be a “thing” - but no pictures, please. Use your words.

I miss being able to eat stuff without checking the ingredients list, as well as a lot of the stuff that I can’t eat anymore, such as most Mexican food, and simpler things like pulp in my orange juice, or oranges, for that matter.
 
Most of all of course it's loved ones who passed.
I miss my cats who I became allergic too, but main reason is having guard dogs.
I miss drive inn theatre's and good movies. We went to one a couple years ago and it was a great time.
I miss my family I see only once or twice a year now, since I can't drive and 'don't tell him, but neither can Jake, they live 100s of miles away and have large families, jobs and busy lives.
 
I miss the ease with which I used to jump up out of a seat and rush around getting things accomplished. I took my health for granted and thought I'd always be active and busy.

I miss calling my brother and reminiscing about days gone by, and especially his wonderful sense of humor. Our little inside jokes that pop into my head occasionally. He was a wonderful brother.
 
- I miss my carefree childhood days, where I ran from morning until night, coming inside only long enough to have a bite.
- I miss the newness of everything that comes with being younger. The milestones, victories, and positive life-changing events.
- I miss the excitement that used to visit me in elementary school, when Halloween, Autumn, Spring, and Christmas was near, we'd make decorative cut-outs and things and hang and paste our works in the windows.
- I miss the days when I'd arrive home from school, open the door, and the house was filled with moms cooking and baking! I still remember the sweet yummy goodness of moms Christmas shortbread in the oven leading up to the holiday season!
- I miss coming home from an outing, and there mom would be sitting in the TV room watching Taxi, The Love Boat, Fantasy Island, and Laverne & Shirley, just to name a few!
- I miss having little ones in the home. Them crawling and waddling around, wearing big fat diapered bottoms, safety pins stuck to their sides, their toothless grins, their smiles and laughter, them learning to talk, them playing, and me watching them grow and reach each of their steps and stages.
 
Of course I miss loved ones, friends, and dogs we have had. But I do miss, the smell of laundry hung outside on the clothes line, the attic fan running and the sound making me sleepy. I miss riding in the back of a truck on a sunny day, the train rides to
Missouri to see my grand ma. I miss being able to open pill bottles easily, calling a business and getting a person.
I miss when a Snickers was large, and a coke cola tasted better.
 
All of the above.

Also some little things. Mood rings. Bell bottoms (but then again I used to have the figure for hip-huggers and crop tops lol).

Miss seeing people actually talking to each other at a restaurant (and other places) instead of being on their phone.

Miss being excited about new things instead of being scared.
 
Hedi Mitchell said:
Of course I miss loved ones, friends, and dogs we have had. But I do miss, the smell of laundry hung outside on the clothes line, the attic fan running and the sound making me sleepy. I miss riding in the back of a truck on a sunny day, the train rides to
Missouri to see my grand ma. I miss being able to open pill bottles easily, calling a business and getting a person.
I miss when a Snickers was large, and a coke cola tasted better.
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Oh yes, Hedi, after some 45 years of line-drying, the fresh-air scent never gets old! Climbing under fresh line-dried bedding for the first time is heaven!
 
Mabel Baker said:
All of the above.

Also some little things. Mood rings. Bell bottoms (but then again I used to have the figure for hip-huggers and crop tops lol).

Miss seeing people actually talking to each other at a restaurant (and other places) instead of being on their phone.

Miss being excited about new things instead of being scared.
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Oh, how I remember bell-bottoms, Mabel!

I had three pair at one point and was on cloud-9 every time I had them on!
 
I miss Christmases when my kids were little. Not the same without children in the house.
I miss my shelties. My horses. Riding Picasso across the fallow pasture when in full bloom with dandelions and then the snow globe effect of him kicking through the seed heads days later.
I miss the ability to just call my parents and friends who have passed.
I miss walking without pain. Or anything without pain. ;)
I miss not having responsibilities as a kid.
I miss the romance of my first husband.
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I miss making big bucks, old pickup trucks, and raising cattle
I miss campfire brewed coffee, homemade sticky toffee, and my teeth
I miss boobs that are perky, eating fresh made elk jerky, and a skinny beneath

I miss Aunt Jemima molasses, fishing for basses, and sleeping
I miss many a cousin, dead by the dozen, and my folks
I miss wearing high heeled boots, walking without toots, and limerick jokes

I miss quick bathroom debuts, playing the blues, and cutting class
I miss old country tunes, caps from racoons, and wearing leather
I miss rodeo at night, getting into a fight, and my hawk feather

I miss dragging old main, wearing a bikini in the rain, and drive-in movies
I miss old loud hot rods, boyfriends with good bods, and Jim Dandy
I miss jukeboxes played loud, the fair carnival crowd, and cotton candy

I miss being active all day, the smell of fresh hay, and tractors
I miss Dr Pepper in glass, sashaying with sass, and Aunt Maude's chocolate pie
I miss hops prefaced with sock, turning down a date with a jock, and a good cry

I miss many things a lot, algebra maybe not, and camp smores
I miss way many a things, but not having bangs, and curl rollers
I miss watching black and white TV, sneezing without pee, and league bowlers
 
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I miss burger that drip grease, hippie signs saying peace, and VW Vans
I miss missing the school bell, preachers threating me with hell, and potlucks
I miss phones with long curly cords, the smell of pine boards, and rubber tub ducks

I miss riding a bike, a trike when a tike, and roller skates
I miss hard Texas rains, the sound of old trains, and Lone Star beer
I miss being a girl scout, getting attention when I pout, and the ability to hear

I miss playing with dolls, dodging kicked balls, and see saws
I miss my old Teddy Bear, thick bushy hair, and a triple double dare
I miss the innocence of youth, the Fairy that pays for a tooth, and the kissing booth

I miss hunting the bull frog, long hikes with my dog, and the big Sears catalog
I miss being young, but not shoveling horse dung, and climbing ladders to the top rung
I miss not being high strung, a barrel with a bung, and eating pinto instead of mung
 
Faye Fox said:
I miss burger that drip grease, hippie signs saying peace, and VW Vans
I miss missing the school bell, preachers threating me with hell, and potlucks
I miss phones with long curly cords, the smell of pine boards, and rubber tub ducks

I miss riding a bike, a trike when a tike, and roller skates
I miss hard Texas rains, the sound of old trains, and Lone Star beer
I miss being a girl scout, getting attention when I pout, and the ability to hear

I miss playing with dolls, dodging kicked balls, and see saws
I miss my old Teddy Bear, thick bushy hair, and a triple double dare
I miss the innocence of youth, the Fairy that pays for a tooth, and the kissing booth

I miss hunting the bull frog, long hikes with my dog, and the big Sears catalog
I miss being young, but not shoveling horse dung, and climbing ladders to the top rung
I miss not being high strung, a barrel with a bung, and eating pinto instead of mung
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This is great, Faye.
 
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