{day five : three things you miss}

***Note: I am currently doing a 7 day blog challenge, where I blog based on writing prompts from this post***

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I love the quote above.  It is a good reminder to enjoy what you have.  To be grateful for the amazing things in life right now.  Many things in my life have changed over the past decade...I graduated from college, moved across the country away from my family, I got married and now am a mother.  However, with those changes came things that have made my life even more beautiful...that I never even knew I was missing...that I love deeply.  I would never want to go backward.  That being said, here are a few things I "miss" from days gone by...

1.  I miss school.  I should say specifically: I miss attending college classes.  I miss writing papers and reading literature I wouldn't normally read.  I miss participating in intellectual discussions about said literature.  I wish I could justify spending more money on college courses, but I cannot.  Maybe I should find {or found} a book club?

2.  I miss sleeping in.  Or at least the knowledge that I could sleep in, if I chose to.  These days, with Baby, even on the weekends when Hubby gets up when the baby gets up to, in theory, allow Mama to sleep in, I don't.  I may linger in bed awhile, listening to the noises of my family beginning their day, writing in my journal a bit...but then I am up as well.  I can't help it, I want to spend time with them, too!  Before long I am up out of bed, may make some coffee first, but then I am right there with Baby and Hubby.  It is a pull I cannot resist.

3. I miss my mama.  Okay, my dad, too, and the rest of my family -- whom I moved away from six years ago to be near my now-Hubby.  However, the bond between a mother and daughter is unique, I think {read more about her HERE.}  There is something very comforting about my mom...she loves to tell stories, give advice, and feed you.  When you are with her you know you can just relax and not worry about anything.   Even now, at thirty years old, I can go home to the farm and sit at the kitchen table, drink coffee, and talk to my mom for hours about anything.  We don't always agree, but there is such comfort being around her that any disagreements are forgotten almost immediately.  It is interesting that I married a man who is the same way with his mom.  I love that my Hubby calls his mom frequently to tell her all the exciting {and mundane} news in our lives...and I see when they are together that he has that comfort with her as well.  I really hope my son is the same way someday.  I hope I am that comforting mama.  :)

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