I miss being able to eat a huge meal....anything more than a palm size portion still brings me misery
I miss seeing kids be innocent, and not pornographic and not rude and not self absorbed toxically
I miss my daughter..long story...but maybe I miss what I thought it would be like to have a daughter
I miss my newfs that have passed on
I miss surprises in the mail
I miss my insomnia...lol...NOT
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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