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I Miss the Days When…

We have all experienced the feeling of missing someone or something at some point in our lives. It can be that something/someone who is close to your heart.

It could be a childhood memory which played a key part in your life growing up. It could be missing your loved ones. It could be something as simple as the nursery and reception days of school when you had no care in the world but to play in that sand pit.

Some of the days which I miss the most are now being revealed to you.

I miss the days when I did not stress so easily – you grow up and have to fight hard to where you want to be.

I miss the days when I cried over a grazed knee and not to the day of losing someone.

I miss the days when I played shop with my grandparents not realising the price of all of those items that I would put in the basket. It was not real life shopping – but it is a special memory which was real.

I miss the days when my dad would take me to the park and I would play on the swings. Or when I went with friends and got too dizzy on the roundabout.

I miss the days when I would wake up and look forward to the summer trips to Blackpool and Southport with my granny and grandad.

I miss the days when I would mither my parents, auntie and uncle or grandparents for an ice cream or a zap ice lolly as soon as I heard the ice cream van.

I miss the days when Sheba (granny and grandad’s dog) would growl if you went near her dog bowl or seeing her have that weird habit of taking socks and pillows to her basket.

I miss the days when McDonald’s was more exciting as a child.

I miss the days when everyone would want to play on the climbing frame in primary school.

I miss the days when having my hair in piggy tails and wearing glittery lip gloss was a thing.

I miss the days when my grandad was there to film our memories as a family.

I miss the days when ‘you were too young’ to understand why people fight and argue.

I miss the days when Christmas morning was more exciting as a child.

I miss the days when I would watch Tom and Jerry hours on end.

I miss the days when I would sit on granny’s knee and listen to a song.

I miss the days when life seemed less judgemental and discriminative.

I miss the days when I could see how my boyfriend’s nana always made him smile and could only imagine how his grandad did from looking at her.

I miss the days when I actually liked playing in the snow.

I miss the days when I would go for a walk with my friends or sit in and have just as much fun.

I miss the days when emptying the copper from my piggy bag was an exciting feeling.

I miss the days when I would chase my pet rabbit, Snowy around the garden.

I miss the days when colouring books and felt tips made me feel content.

I miss the days when grandad would spoil us like mad at the pick ‘n’ mix.

I miss the days when mum would bring home those pink strawberry yoghurts with cream on top at the weekend.

I miss the days when a yo-yo or a slinky were some of the best toys around.

I miss the days when my parents, brothers and I would go for days out in the car.

I miss the days when I thought high school would be as tough as it gets.

I think my future self in just over a week’s time will say, “I miss the days when I thought I could be 21 forever!”

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