Things you miss most from earlier life?

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Things you miss most from earlier life? was last modified: August 21st, 2017 by LoneRogue
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21 thoughts on “Things you miss most from earlier life?

  1. Rockflower

    I do miss old friend and past family members but at the risk of sounding completely nuts, I have to tell you I talk to them often LOL! I take out a dish which was a wedding present and think of the giver. I see something that reminds me of Dad and we have a little one sided conversation in my head. I do something my Mother taught me to do and likewise she is brought to mind. I read a great book and I “talk’ to my friend Sheila who was a great reader. So in a way they are still with me.
    What I really miss is the mobility I once had, As a child we all walked to church and there was a road to the church, so steep that vehicles were not allowed to use it. Once you started to run down the hill you had to keep going faster and faster until it levelled out and your feet hitting this level, hit the ground so hard they smarted.Remember we did this in leather soled shoes no impact absorbing sneakers.
    I remember racing on horses along the water’s edge of the beach, the absolute exhilaration of it. Jumping from rock to rock scarcely looking where I was jumping but somehow never falling. That is what I miss the ability to move like that.

    1. LoneRogue Post author

      Much like you Rockflower I go over in my mind uncountable happenings from the past with uncountable person, family and others. Not often but sometimes I realize that I am talking out loud. Actually I suspect it is far more often than I realize.

      Also like you I miss the easy mobility of younger days. Thankfully I’m still quite mobile but I can’t run more that a hundred feet or so till tired and out of breath. It does not seem a big deal, but I miss running. I was pretty good at distant running ( the mile).

  2. starlette

    Obviously I miss friends and family who have passed, but the first thing that sprang to mind was safety, it may sound odd but in the past I wouldn’t think twice about walking home in the early hours, never entered my head that I could be attacked or pounced on……….ok…….. yes I am older now but the streets are no longer a safe place to be for the young or old…… yes, that’s what I miss, not being able to feel safe on the streets after dark when on my own……

  3. LoneRogue Post author

    I also miss picnics. Church or other social organizations picnics. This is likely more my personal situation that a wide spread one. I now life 3,000 miles from where my youthful friends were and almost all of them are gone. I also moved to many different localities and have never established friends as those of my youth.

  4. Rockflower

    Starlette, isn’t that a sad commentary on modern life? But I hear you, I too would be wary of walking the streets in any large city these days. Not least because I could not protect myself and you cannot count on people coming to your aid either.The hospital I trained in was in a very deprived area of Liverpool on the dock road. Still lots of bombed out buildings and there were still “smogs”on occasion, remember them? Fog so thick that you really could not see a hand in front of your face, this was in the 50s. There was a long steep hill to the hospital entrance and if you were coming from a birth or out nursing job, you had to get off your bicycle as it was too steep to go down the hill. So often we nurses were approached by a few or one young man at the top of the hill. The looks of these boys would have given our parents a panic attack LOL! “walk you down nurse” they would say and being well brought up young ladies we would smile and say thanks. They pushed our bikes for us and took us to the front door, they never tried anything, no follow up, we just said thanks and parted.Can’t imagine that happening today , either being accepted or proffered.

    1. Ms. K.

      Hi Rose, that sounds like my family. My mom’s the ringleader, unfortunately. I’m thankful to share a sweet relationship with my daughters and grans.but, man, do I miss the way my sisters and I used to be!

    1. Rockflower

      Oh my Rose, that sounds rather sad. . As we were commenting in reply to another blog, so relatives get bitter when they don’t inherit what they think they should and then the bitterness just grows. Often there are one or two members of a family who some how, without effort seem to unite and keep everyone together. They die or move far away and the uniting link is lost. Also I think that there are less and less occasions when different generations mix together socially. A lot of young people seem to assume that a get together with the oldies present is going to be dull. That too is sad for everyone. However Rose I say, if people want to be bitter and nasty, leave them to it, find happy people. I guess most families have their party poopers.

  5. roseinbloom

    rockflower, it is sad, real sad, but it pushes me to live independent of them and meet some really special people. It perplexes me so much because they gossip and make up horrible lies and spread them around.

  6. len1932

    I miss as a kid going to our cabin for a week or two each summer on an island in the Mississippi River upstream from Guttenburg, Iowa We would catch fish, paddle our boat around the backwaters as we fished, But with my 2 brothers and sister, playing in the sand on the edge of the water was great fun as we built castles and cities in the sand. When all done we would jump in the water and wash off the sand.

  7. Drummer

    I have so often mentioned my love of Brass and Military Bands – In my younger years I spent many years as secretary and later Chairman of the Colchester Silver Band, and with out fail, every time I play a Brass recording my mind goes back to those band members of my time, I can see them all quite clearly – everyone of them. Now I think I might be the last one left, so I’ll close the door when I leave!

    1. LoneRogue Post author

      Hi Drummer. I thought from your name that you might be a percussion devotee. I had a similar experience in my youth as the cymbal player in a drum and bugle corp at the local American Legion post in my home town in Pennsylvania. Rudiments were your training I guess. I can still hear and play in my head the lead in to one of our musical pieces as we marched in parades and competitions.

    2. len1932

      Dummers never stop taping their feet. I was the bass drummer in high school band and then in American Legion Drum and Bugle Corps. then in a Polka band When I hear music I still react to it as a drummer.

      1. Drummer

        I think we tread a similar path – I started on Bass Drum in local Air Training Corps – finally to drum Major- then in to National service where I played in the RAF Police Band – after that numerous Brass and Military Bands but by then was playing Trombone. Certainly a great start to life that followed. Nice to hear from you!

        1. Tommy H

          I miss trips down to the beach, not done that for an age, Picking up something heavy as if it was nothing. now it seems to be stuck down, Being with all my early family before I saw that I didn’t like any of them, Fast cars and bikes, Standing on the edge and not scared a bit, Feeling that first love feeling, Enough energy to go and do what I want to do without needing a nap, Having money to spend on me and not the kids without feeling guilty.

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