I miss all my friends back in Oregon. I miss Oregon. I miss going to Bible studies. I miss being able to just say hey, lets up and go to the beach on any given sunday. I miss being able to be up all night and sleep all the next day. I miss having blonde hair, it turned brown. I miss teaching.
I miss when my husband used to write love poems to me. I miss having days all to ourselves. I miss college, especially sculpture class. And now I think, if the teacher asked me again to pose nude for the class, I should've done it, but I was too shy, I missed my chance to be a work of art. I miss dating different people, cause now my guy friends don't talk to me at all, really, and I think maybe it is true that some guys don't want anything to do with you unless there's a chance you might become more than friends.
I miss the woods and rivers that aren't polluted. I miss my cat, Talu.
I miss having friends I can go visit. I miss having a social life. I miss my dad, my brothers, my sister, sometimes my mom.
I miss everything I left when I moved here, but I did it for Johnny, and I'd do it again.