What do you miss most from you youth?

MissTaken

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AS my entire family is together for the first time in many years, there are tales being told around the kitchen table and visits down memory lane.

It makes me look at my childhood almost wisfully. There are things, feelings and people that I miss terribly.


What do you miss from your childhood?
 
Morning, MissT:heart:

I miss riding my bike. Pedaling so fast then just coasting for a block or two.

Silly I know.
JL:kiss:
 
That isn't silly.

I was thinking about that as I watched my lil man riding his bike the other day and laughing at how fast he could go.

Biking was freedom for me. I loved it.

(I miss the teacher with the read pen who would make sure I didn't forget the R on YOU in the title of this thread!!!)


:D
 
I wish I could just have no worries other than who likes who and who has the best toys.
 
I miss my grandpa the most. He died when I was around 14 and he was alsays one of my favorite people. I still remember how he's tease us and turn his head and stick out his tongue when we went to kiss him goodbye or how he'd pinch our butts when we'd wash the dining room table. Odd things, I know, but it was always just how grandpa WAS.

*sigh*
 
lovetoread said:
I wish I could just have no worries other than who likes who and who has the best toys.


OH yes.

Nothing mattered...money, bills, housecleaning, company coming, etc!

Sort of like being a cat. (The animal I most want to be.)


Eat, sleep and have fun!
 
I miss my horses the most.

Being able to ride off for hours and hours and sit beside a tree writing stories in the woods all afternoon.
 
SweetCherry said:
I miss my grandpa the most. He died when I was around 14 and he was alsays one of my favorite people. I still remember how he's tease us and turn his head and stick out his tongue when we went to kiss him goodbye or how he'd pinch our butts when we'd wash the dining room table. Odd things, I know, but it was always just how grandpa WAS.

*sigh*

Mine died when I was seven years old.

He used to bounce me on his knee and then spread his legs to I thought I would fall.

As the oldest of grandchildren, I am the only one who remembers him. Yes, I was the apple of his eye.
 
shyybabe said:
I miss my horses the most.

Being able to ride off for hours and hours and sit beside a tree writing stories in the woods all afternoon.



Peter Pan definitely has the right idea!

:D
 
I miss being able to walk down to the corner store for a banana popsicle in the summer, sitting outside eating it and not having any worried other than it dripping down my arm. :)
Gosh, I think they only cost a dime too!!!

Trish
 
PepperminTrish said:
I miss being able to walk down to the corner store for a banana popsicle in the summer, sitting outside eating it and not having any worried other than it dripping down my arm. :)
Gosh, I think they only cost a dime too!!!

Trish

Well there is something my children can't do.

We just can't let our children be as independent as we were.

It seems that a certain paranoia has set in re: abductions and things. It makes me sad that the world has changed so much that my lil man can't ride his bike around the block on his own.

I remember doing it at his age. but can't allow him to.
 
This will be a downer

All my friends from Jr. High that are dead. Damn we lived fast. Too fast I guess.
 
What do I miss.............being at the shore house with my cousins we had when we were younger..........there was 10 of us there just having fun and enjoying it.........I remembering having my 18th birthday at the beach and did I get drunk........wanted to go swiming.........they had to watch me cause I kept on running to the ocean..........the times before and after that was the boardwalk at night...........great time.:)
 
MissTaken said:


Well there is something my children can't do.

We just can't let our children be as independent as we were.

It seems that a certain paranoia has set in re: abductions and things. It makes me sad that the world has changed so much that my lil man can't ride his bike around the block on his own.

I remember doing it at his age. but can't allow him to.

I know exactly what you mean! I've got 3 boys of my own and when I think about letting them have the 'freedom' that I had as a child, it makes me so sad and angry.

Growing up, my sis and I could say to Mom "we're going for a bike ride" and be gone for an hour or two and she knew we were OK. We rode all over the place and knew just about everyone. I can't allow that now for my boys and it's just about kills me. :(
 
Re: This will be a downer

Bluesboy2 said:
All my friends from Jr. High that are dead. Damn we lived fast. Too fast I guess.


I lived in a very rural town,

My graduating class was a group of 60 young people with stardust in their eyes.

There are about six friends who have died since I graduated. Not all from my class, but given the size of the town, it seems a high percentage.

Hmmmmm
 
Angelofsex said:
What do I miss.............being at the shore house with my cousins we had when we were younger..........there was 10 of us there just having fun and enjoying it.........I remembering having my 18th birthday at the beach and did I get drunk........wanted to go swiming.........they had to watch me cause I kept on running to the ocean..........the times before and after that was the boardwalk at night...........great time.:)


Sounds like fun!


*waving and blowing kisses*


Glad to see you back, angel!

:rose:
 
This thread is ironic

I had a conversation with someone last night that reminded me of all the people I have loved that are buried now. I have been up all night thinking about how much I miss them. I log on and this is the first thread I see.
Miss Taken if anyone can understand that loss it would be me. Thats truly sad. I feel for you.
 
Riding my bike on the dirt trails close to my house. Swimming at the lake, evenings at my grandparents outside catching fireflies (lightening bugs) with my cousins.
 
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Bluesboy2 said:
I had a conversation with someone last night that reminded me of all the people I have loved that are buried now. I have been up all night thinking about how much I miss them. I log on and this is the first thread I see.
Miss Taken if anyone can understand that loss it would be me. Thats truly sad. I feel for you.


The irony of the thread?

I woke feeling wistful. While my family is getting together, there are huge gaps where there should have been some very special people.

Friends and family, all of whom died at young ages for a variety of reasons.

I didn't mean to bring anyone down, but yes, that is part of youth. Those people who made it special and who are no longer with us.

:rose:
 
markb325 said:
Riding my back on the dirt trails close to my house. Swimming at the lake, evenings at my grandparents outside catching fireflies (lightening bugs) with my cousins.

I miss things like that and fishing!

We did a lot of fishing.

Now, I have two children ages four and six.

As I introduce them to these things, when I am relaxed and clear headed, I can bring myself back there. I can return to the point where there is freedom of spirit as I see the world through the eyes of a child.

They keep me young, somedays and other days. damn!

:p
 
Although most of my youth was shitty as hell I do miss the ability to give my son the freedom I had growing up of being able to take off riding a bike or hanging with friends without any worries...damn what has the world gotten to?
 
MissTaken said:


I miss things like that and fishing!

We did a lot of fishing.

Now, I have two children ages four and six.

As I introduce them to these things, when I am relaxed and clear headed, I can bring myself back there. I can return to the point where there is freedom of spirit as I see the world through the eyes of a child.

They keep me young, somedays and other days. damn!

:p

I still like to fish, don't care if I catch anything or not. I just like the relaxation of it.
 
Fly_On_Wall said:
Nothing I didn't have a good youth

Well, I imagine there is something.

I have worked with chldren living in some of the most dire of situations and they still manage to find some joy.

As adults, they have come back to me with their "remember wehn" stories.

Sadly for them, their memory lane included a child protective professional.
 
I miss the big family get togethers where we would grill all day, and play cards all night. Usually playing Liverpool Rummy or something similar, my dad almost always won in spectacular come from behind fashion. It was like he was sandbagging until the game drew to the end then beat us good. I remember sitting around the dining room table with my Dad, sister, Grandmother and Grandfather, mom and Uncle along with a couple family friends that were always around they might as well been family, laughing so hard I had tears streaming down my face.

That's what I miss.
 
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