I miss having a family and feeling like I belonged there.
I miss people knowing my name and wanting to say it
I miss hugging my mum and feeling like I was home every time
I miss having a dad who was always just kind of the person who seemed to notice stuff
I miss having siblings who talked to me about nothing and everything and having tea for no reason
I miss being a part
Of that world.
I miss feeling like the whole world was under my feet and I could get there if I wanted to
I miss not knowing what was around any corner but feeling safe because I was safe
I miss the feeling of watching the countryside fly past as the world outside slid from view
I miss having cats all around and having a family even though there were no words for it
I miss how we all just fell into conversations about anything
I miss how when I stopped and took a breath I could look around and see I did that, and I got there, and I was worth being sent
I miss feeling like I was worth being sent even when I missed my family and homesickness came in
I miss putting together my home in a list and turning to it now and then
But I miss feeling like there was a place I belonged.
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