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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