and I don't want to miss a thing

Lately I have been missing people and realizing just how amazing that feeling is. Years ago before I left for college my best friend told me that he was excited to miss me. At first I really didn’t understand what he meant, but he explained that one of his favorite feelings is missing someone because it reminds him of how much that person means to him. In looking at it that way, it is nice to miss people and be so directly confronted with the feeling of love. If you’ve ever been away from people that you hold dear to your heart you understand the feeling I’m talking about. It’s like you can feel the weight of your heart in your chest and your stomach reminds you that you are uneasy. It’s not that I’m lonely...I am surrounded by people that I love, but knowing that I will not be moving back to Geneseo is beginning to cause me to feel the pains of missing people more than I thought I would. I grew so comfortable being around the same people all the time and I long for that time I used to take for granted. Being away for the summer is one thing, but thinking about not going back and possibly moving farther away is making me realize more how much I love them and what a blessing it is to have friends that make me not want to miss a thing.