1. I miss singing everyday. I hardly sing anymore unless I'm being silly. I miss learning arias and art songs and choral pieces, reading the sheet music and being fully immersed in what I am singing.
2. I miss writing prolifically. I hardly write anymore, and I have so many ideas, so many scenarios, so many wishes I don't want to keep to myself anymore, but want to share to the world.
3. I miss drawing. A week ago, I cleaned out my closet and threw away so many old papers I had hoarded throughout the years and some of these were things I drew and I was surprised I could draw that well.
4. I miss my grandpa. He passed away the day before New Years Eve last year, so it's been almost two months since he went back Home. Sometimes it hits me that he is no longer physically alive in the moments that I am at work, but I imagine that it's in those moments when he is with me most.
5. I miss not being so tired all the time. Being tired is simply a part of me now. On Tuesdays, I only get around one-and-a-half to two hours of sleep. I sleep at night and I am up during the day. I sleep during the day and I am up at night. I am worn down and I miss being full of energy.
6. Despite being content with where my life is at this moment, I miss all of these things I had before. I wonder if I have grown, and if I will ever return to the things I loved doing with a better sense of maturity and passion that I thought I had.
7. "Hi, Sweetheart." my grandfather always greeted me this way. Cancer took him from this earthly world, but I know he is rejoicing in the Kingdom of Heaven. I miss him very much. I love you, Grandpa.
