Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I miss....







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I miss Slinky's, and "book"stairs. I miss being excited for something trivial. I miss not having "boundaries" of where my spirit can soar. I miss the innocence of a stolen kiss. I miss thinking the world is my oyster. I miss the feeling of a heart that does not have gaping holes. I miss cotton candy at the county fair while missing curfew. I miss soggy cheese sandwiches on the beach. I miss having a crush on my history teacher. I miss experiencing FOUR seasons. I miss spontaneity. I miss looking at Bon Jovi and knowing he was my future husband. I miss getting paid for a job well done. I miss riding a bike with a dirty face and a mission to find creatures with my brother. I miss the feeling of new clothes on the first day of school. I miss sitting on my Grandpa's lap hearing about his blueberry bushes. I miss being the one jumping in the middle of the bubbles to pop them. I miss my dad's constant whistling. I miss wearing striped toe socks and converse shoes. I miss singing in front of smiling elderly people. I miss NOT being the one everyone counts on to make decisions. I miss smiling upside down on my bed while squealing about boys with a neighbor girl. I miss pancake mornings (that I'm not cooking). I miss bonfires and the BS that happens around them. I miss not being afraid to camp because the bears will eat me like corn. I miss the first day on a new job. I miss holding hands and "monkey tailin' " fingers. I miss REALLY believing in Santa. I miss feeling safe. I miss feeling invincible. I miss smelling my mom's paint in the house. I miss not knowing what things really cost. I miss brushing someones skin with mine to "awaken" them. I miss pop tarts on Thanksgiving morning while watching the parade. I miss being dressed up in business attire gaining respect. I miss not being sick. I miss not being stable. I miss pop-rocks and coke. I miss the smell of my dad's Snicker doodles on Halloween night while he scared the older kids with his sound system. I miss my successful teenage babysitting business. I miss thinking things will always bounce back. I miss kicking ass on the pool table for money. I miss jumping in leaves. I miss being excited about my birthday. I miss the smell of mountain air. I miss my best friends awful biscuit pizza with mushrooms. I miss smelling my baby's head, they're not babies anymore :( . I miss running away from the waves. I miss planning vacations (and actually taking them). I miss dancing with a group of strangers. I miss late night rendezvous. I miss snuggling for the first time. I miss playing board games. I miss hammocks and fireflies.

I woke up this morning thinking about a slinky, that brought me to play dough and the taste of salt on my fingers, "copying" the Sunday cartoons with silly putty and cutting Barbie doll hair with dull scissors.

There are so many simple things that I miss. Things that come back in little snippets of a cherished memory. I need these little happy thoughts to swirl around me, we all do.

What are some things you miss?

13 Seducing Deductions:

MJenks said...

I never really got into the Slinky. I had a room mate who loved them, though. He collected them. A little strange, I'll admit, but that was one of the worst of his foibles, so I couldn't complain too much.

I miss being able to sleep in on the weekends, and not waking up with a mental checklist of things to do and take care of.

Gucci Mama said...

Me too. This broke my heart a little because I feel so much the same. Sigh.

RawknRobynsGoneBlogWild said...

Beautiful, nostalgic piece. I miss playing frisbee in the street with the neighbors, making enamel on copper jewelry at camp, and the ice cream truck (the driver wasn't a creepy clown). xoHugs,
Robyn

The Wolf said...

Not much of a slinky person myself I was more into G.I Joe's. I used to take the heads off and shove firecrackers down them to blow them up. I know it's a little twisted but it was a lot of fun when your 10 years old. That's what I miss those days when you're young and don't have to worry about anything, or be burdened down with all the troubles and worries that plague us in our day to day lives.

Gingeyginge said...

Thank you for visiting my blog...lovely words,written so beautifully...

Chris said...

I miss my kids sleeping on my chest as babies. I miss my converse high tops - scored a tied pair in France in '88. I miss playing flashlight tag 'till 11 pm on summer nights. I miss butterflies in my stomach from seeing 'her'.

Sorry you miss Santa... it's getting harder all the time - http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1D1GblK7oMw/TF92lTCwQ2I/AAAAAAAABys/Dt_74aUDNLs/s1600/BdayCard.jpg

The Urban Cowboy said...

It's never too late to rediscover the simple things that brought you happiness in the past.

Sir Thomas said...

*sighs*

I will eat you like corn.... I mean the bears... that was funny!!!



but so true I hate missing fun stuff like this....


damn it time...

Mike said...

This is a touching post, and I can feel your desire to return to these simple pleasures of the past. If nothing else you can feel blessed for having had such a great childhood. You brought back many good memories for me too.

Ca88andra said...

Ditto about slinkys, Santa, poptarts and jumping in leaves. Oh, but poptarts gave me hives last time I ate them!!!

Georgina Dollface said...

That was an aboslutely beautiful list. So many little things that we forget about or take for granted. I loved this one:'"copying" the Sunday cartoons with silly putty and cutting Barbie doll hair with dull scissors.' I remember doing both of those things, especially cutting my Barbies hair. I think for many girls it was their first act of feminist activism - rebelling against the stereotype of what beautiful was defined as. I also put permanent blue eyeshadow on one of my Barbies with a marker. She just ended up looking like a zombie with two black eyes. - G

JJ said...

Thanks, you just bounced my memory with this post! I loved and miss my banana seat bike. I loved it so! Once I tried to ride it up a HUGE oak tree, because while on it I was invincible. It was a friend, rain or shine. I also miss my Bert & Ernie radio, Baby Alive (that quickly became Bald Baby Alive), catching fireflies and so much more. Peace!

The Invisible Seductress said...

BLOGGER keeps eating my reply to your comments!!! I wrote nice (long) individual things to each one of you twice now!!

So I hope this will do!

I am glad all of your memories got a chance to come out and play with this post!! I could have gone on and on! Thank you for the comment hugs and tickles!!! >^.^<

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