We all have people we were once very close to both physically and emotionally, but due to one reason or another, we're now miles apart, probably just due to distance, misunderstanding, death, or some other things, but yet we keep missing these people and would really love to get an opportunity to be around them once again. Such a person could be a friend, our parents, siblings, an ex-partner, a partner, colleagues, and the like. Regardless of how tough we think we are, everyone definitely misses someone or something, and today I'd tell you who I'm missing, why, and the relationship I had with that person.
There are actually lots of people I miss on the weekend, especially my parents and siblings, and this is so because now we all stay miles apart from each other due to work, growth, and life waves. I also miss my friends, especially some of my school friends and roommate, for example, Oluwadrey; I miss the days we spent together, his funny nature, the way he does his things, and his singing. I miss my friend Deborah, who's now out of the country; I missed those days and the memories we shared and wish we could create more. Most of all I miss my grandparents, especially my grandmother, and unlike the others I mentioned above that I could just call to, hear their voice, or chat with, that isn't possible with my grandparents because they're dead.
I missed them a lot because they were the ones who raised me right when I was young, and I enjoyed every bit of my stay and upbringing with them. Even though we weren't rich, I enjoyed and loved the way they loved me, the way they mentored me, their teaching, advice, and how they seemed to always have the right words and advice for each moment of the day. It's kind of disheartening not having too many people around me who have the capability to do the things they do, and this is why I keep missing them.
Each time I traveled home to their house when I was raised, each and every thing around the house brings memories of them and the ones which we shared together with each object I see or pick. It's actually not easy being around the house because each time I get a flashback and can't help but wish I could get to see them once more and embrace them; even if that's all I can do, they are a blessing I didn't appreciate enough when they were around, not that I was a bad child, just that I wish I had appreciated them more, and that's why I long for an opportunity with them once again.