My heart is tender these days. I miss people I love. I miss things I value and places I cherish. I miss hope, security, roots. I miss a sense of home and a feeling of being someone's someone.
I also find myself missing people I've never met and things I've never had.
Does that sound crazy? Maybe it does. But I know it to be true.
It is possible to miss what I've never experienced.
Almost as much as I miss what I have experienced.
Sometimes the aches are similar. And equally deep.
Sometimes they are so intertwined I can't separate them.
What do you miss?