::Yet Another Post *Meow*::
I was sitting at work, and I was thinking about how I miss certain things. There are a lot of things that I miss because of the raw emotion behind it all. Among the things I could think of are the water wars me and my neighbors would have as kids over summer break. There's just something about being able to release any hard feelings by smashing someone with a water balloon and hearing the splash on contact. I miss how my grandma would sing to me when I'd get sick and rub my back with Vicks vapor rub. I've never felt so cared for. I remember how awestruck I would be whenever my dad would take me out to the tidepools. The best part was how I used to think my dad was the smartest guy in the world. One of things I miss in particular is being kissed. My mom could cure any scrape, bruise, or knick with a kiss on a boo-boo. My dad or his mom used to tuck me in and give me a kiss on the forehead to ensure sweet dreams. My maternal grandma would give me a kiss on the cheek just because I would drive her around to see her friends. Of all the kinds of kisses, I miss the kind that would set my soul on fire. I want that feeling. For me, that's something that reminds me of how alive I am. What I would give for one kiss...
Random Blurb: *sigh* Add that to the list of things I didn't get for Christmas.
posted by Rochelle @ 6:12:00 PM
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