August 17, 2019. Funny the things you miss that you thought you never would. Obviously, I knew I would miss my kids, grandkids, family and friends when I moved so far away. That is usual for us that are close with others for a lifetime.
However, last night I was explaining to Al, I miss being touched, hugged, landed on by my kids and grandkids. I remember when they were little and I was hosting childcare in my home. I remember when Al would come home and wanted to hug and touch me, I would explain I’ve been a walking tissue, mattress and coat rack all day, please don’t touch me.🤣 I would have given anything for an entire day to do what I wanted, sleep, use the bathroom in private, take a long hot bath without little ones screaming or banging on the door. Now, I sleep when I’m tired, eat when I’m hungry (no more chicken nuggets and hot dogs 😳🤣). I watch TV I want, whenever I want.
But I miss cartoons with kids piled on top of me. I now watch cartoons and snuggle my dogs, but it’s not the same. I miss kids brushing, braiding and styling my hair, even though that means banging on my head with a brush sometimes. 🤣 I miss dance parties with giggling little girls. I miss hanging in the recliner with two giggly girls and dogs laughing hysterically at snap chat. I miss crazy crafts with my kids and many kids that blessed my life. I miss a house full of chaos and noise sometimes too. Probably why I constantly have people over to feed them and laugh.
I miss hearing “Mom” screamed from any distance 5,000 times a day. I miss my kids coming for a hug, back scratch or to have their head rubbed to comfort them when they needed me.
I don’t miss the battle of never ending laundry, dishes, errands with screaming little ones. But I miss running off for a grand adventure and seeing their faces when we tried something new.
This week I was blessed to be around children again. The noise and laughter felt very familiar and soothing. It reminded me how much I miss this crazy life with kids and how blessed I am to have lived it.
I’m number 8 of 9 children. My whole life until moving away I lived with tons of others and chaos was normal. I never thought I’d miss it. Don’t misunderstand, I love living alone with my husband after 27 years of never living alone. I love having friends over for a meal, here in this new place we’ve had guests over for meals more than eating alone. 😍 I love our new space, I love living in this place. However, its ok to miss those people and things I do not have here too. When I miss something, I must not be in a hurry to dismiss it. I must remember to be thankful I had it and the memories we made. So yes, sometimes, I cry. I’m blessed to have loved and been loved no matter the chaos life had in each season. 😍 To all you young mommas out there, someday you will miss it 😘