WHAT WOULD I MISS ….
What is it of life that I would miss the day I am dead?
Okay I know that when I die I would most probably not miss this world, but since I have never died yet, I don’t know, so this is what I believe I would miss if I had to die today.
First of all I will miss my son, most of all his smile, he has this way of smiling that can light up a city, it starts small, with a twinkle in his eyes and then it moves to the dimples in his cheeks, and then spreads to his whole face.
No matter how dark my day is or how mad I am with him, it is his smile that brings me back to “normality”.
I will miss the people I work with, it is such a pleasure to see their smiling faces each morning when I get to work, I enjoy greeting them one by one and having a little chat here and there, the same goes for home-time, we have become like family.
I do believe I will miss them.
I will miss the wind. I love when the wind plays with my hair, when I feel the wind on my face, the coolness of the wind on a hot summer day.
I will miss the sun. The warmth on my skin. The feeling of being healthy when out in the sun.
I will miss the rain. The smell of rain mixing with dust, there is just no other smell like it. The sound of rain falling outside whilst in bed, falling asleep to the sound of it.
I will miss nodding off sitting in the winter’s sun, the drowsy feeling between being awake and sleep.
I will miss the sound of laughter, listening to people laughing, and the sound of Joy.
I will miss the ocean. Watching the waves break and rolling onto the shore, the smell of fresh air mixing with salt and seaweed, the smell of wet sand and rocks.
I will miss the earth, the feeling of walking bare feet on the grass, the sand, even the little stones digging into your soft skin, it brings you as close to nature as you possibly can get.
I will miss reading, reading has the ability to transform your present state of mind, and it takes you wherever you give your mind permission to go, it opens up a whole new world, and it teaches you to use your imagination.
I will miss music, no need to explain this one, as music, well music is music.
I WOULD MISS MY WRITING, MY THOUGHTS, AND MY MEMORIES. .