Weekend experience 284 - What do I miss from my childhood and why?

Hello everyone! I read the topics posted by Hive account@galenkp and today I will write about it. The topics are really interesting.When I think about what I miss from my childhood, a quiet image always comes to mind, a life that seemed simple and orderly back then. I miss that feeling that time passed more slowly, that the days dragged on without any rush and without the constant need to catch up.It was as if everything was easier to accept and understand, because I was looking at the world without the burdens I carry today. In that calmer world, what I miss most is the warmth of family gatherings, the smell of slowly cooking food, and the sound that comes when a house is filled with people.

I also miss that feeling when I go outside in the morning and everything seems familiar. My hometown had sounds that I accepted as completely ordinary at the time: the footsteps of people rushing to work, dogs barking in the yard, the passing of a bus that I knew from the schedule without looking at the clock.Only now do I see that it was a kind of security that I can't get back. I knew where every path was, every street corner, every house.I often remember playing with other children. We didn't have much, but we were persistent in making something out of little.Today, everyone follows their own path, our surroundings lead us in different directions. When we occasionally see each other, that feeling that we were all connected by something invisible – that is missing. We used to rely on each other without thinking. Today it is different, because we have grown up and our lives have become more complicated.

I also miss the fact that I was less burdened with decisions back then. A lot of things were taken for granted, and I just followed what was offered to me. I didn't carry the fears that come with age. Back then, it was enough to finish my schoolwork, help around the house, and wait to go outside once in a while.
Today, when I think about how many things I have to think about, I realize that I miss that space in my head that used to be free.I especially miss the moments when I return to my hometown and realize that I am more of a guest than a part of that space. A lot has changed, people have left, houses are different, and the rhythm of life is no longer the same.All I miss from my childhood is a series of small things that I took for granted. I miss that feeling of being part of something stable, something that will always be there. I miss my grandparents, their patience and the peace with which they always welcomed me. I miss my hometown, meeting people I've known forever.


Thank you for reading my post. All the best
Dragan