CONFESS!!!! Who do you miss the most in life?

[LynneSin]

For me it would have to be my father, who passed away some 26 years ago.

Who do you miss the most?

[1gobluedem]

1. I miss my friend, Paige, the one who was kidnapped in 1990

Her life ended abruptly at 30. She's missed so many things and we have missed so much by her being gone.

I also miss my grandparents. And wish I had gotten a chance to know my paternal grandmother who died the year before I was born.

[Hugin]

2. That's a hard question to answer, LynneSin...

There are so many who've gone.

But, to use some poetic license, I'd have to say I miss most who I was in my youth.

The person who I was then... The things he knew to be self-evident. It's all gone now.
Especially, in the past six or seven years.

[derby378]

3. I miss my friend, Matt

We had been best friends since 1985, when we met at the Baptist Student Union on campus. We shared many hobbies, including computers, Battletech wargaming, sci-fi, and horror fiction. Now both of us are married and have our own lives and responsibilities, but I do think of him often.

[raccoon]

4. My mother, who passed away 3 years ago. nt

[ScreamingMeemie]

5. The children that I never really got to know.

Besides the butterfly bubbles, bumps and rolls.

[femmocrat]

33. deleted.

[femmocrat]

35. My Dad.

He was such a wonderful person. I really regret that I didn't spend more time with him or get to know him better. He died in 1996, way too young.

[borlis]

6. My mom.

She died 9 years ago of a massive heart attack. No chance to say goodbye. My MIL died 11 years ago, so my kids are growing up without any grandmas. Totally not fair. I miss her a lot.

[av8rdave]

7. My mom...lost her in '01

[schmuls]

8. my boyfriend who passed away last Feb. 18th

[Tikki]

9. My Mother-in-law.....

...one remarkably compassionate woman.



Tikki

[leftofthedial]

10. my dad

I wonder how life would have been different if he hadn't died so young

[seemunkee]

11. My mom

She lost her 15 year battle to cancer in 01.

[HarukaTheTrophyWife]

12. Same here. I miss my dad. He died four years ago.

[ceile]

13. My grandaddy.

He died in 1994 in a head on collision. He was such a big part of my life. I think if he had lived even just a few more years, I'd be a different (read-better) person than I am today.

[Rising Phoenix]

14. My dad, passed away 12 years ago at 46

I wonder if he is looking down at me, would he be proud?

[Shell Beau]

34. How could he not?

You are a sweet and caring person. I would be proud.

[JitterbugPerfume]

15. my son, Jeremy

who passed away in 1988 at age 16. Son ,I barely got to know you

and my mom. I still can't believe she is gone

The DUer I miss most is my dear Oneighty

[Heidi]

16. America.

The people, and the land.

[skygazer]

17. My dog, Dixie

And maybe that will sound shallow and lame to some people but it's true. She was my closest friend, my confidante, the one I knew I could always depend on. She gave me unconditional love and she died too young.

I've lost a lot of friends and of course I miss them and grieve for them. And I lost my mom when I was young and still miss her terribly.

But the sharpest sense of loss is that for Dix. I still, even after 7 years, kind of expect to see her racing along ahead of me on a wooded trail, or feel her snuggling up to me in bed.

[taterguy]

18. My dog Iggy

I'm fortunate that I've never had to deal with the death of any immediate family members.

However, this guy and I were inseperable for 12 years. I'm just glad he lived long enough to help me meet my wife so I have someone new to spend afternoons in the park with

[ohiosmith]

19. My best friend Carlos. OD in 1976.

What a fucking waste.

[itsmesgd]

20. My grandad (Pop) was the toughest working man I have ever known

He worked on the railroads, made a little corn whisky, transported a little 'shine, built five houses over his life including the one that I was raised in, and at 84 he was still clearing land and chopping down trees with an axe. He was hardcore.

[Shell Beau]

21. My oldest brother who would be 35.

He died 10 years ago at the age of 24. God bless his sweet soul!

[GalleryGod]

22. Downer thread, Lynne.

:cry:

[Commie Pinko Dirtbag]

23. Dad. Passed away Feb '05.

[Maine-ah]

24. My Dad

he died 12 years ago. He was only 50. I hadn't seen him in a year, and I had only been home for a couple of weeks. I was only 20. :cry: He'll never know my daughter, I had my brothers walk me down the isle...these were the two hardest times in my life with out him.

[Deep13]

25. Crushing my enemies, seeing them driven before me and...

...hearing the lamentation of the women.

Actually, probably my father who died in 1999 at age 52.

[k_jerome]

55. right, Conan! nt.

[stuntcat]

26. my Dad

He makes me want to believe in Heaven, because I know he went there if there is one, and now I want to go there and see him

[crim son]

27. I'm like Prag.

I miss the me that experience has battered and destroyed. It is not possible to ever be that person again.

[SPKrazy]

50. Ahh, The Weathered Crimmy

battered, destroyed, put back together again.

Beautiful as ever, with character and inner strength.

Smart, funny, and witty.

No, it is not possible to ever be that person again. Grieve her, realize that you still carry part of her. Love her.

She is waiting for that.

:hug:

:loveya:

[Midlodemocrat]

28. My mom and my dad. She passed in 2002, he in 2004.

I miss them more and more each day, instead of less. It's weird. And painful.

[Kali]

29. My Mom.

For both me and my kids.

[huskerlaw]

30. My grandmother

she was an amazing woman and the reason that I'm a democrat.

She died last March.

[Nicole]

31. My mom, dad, brother and sister n/t

[SPKrazy]

45. ...

:hug:

sorry

[Nicole]

47. ....

Thanks. :hug:

[mentalsolstice]

32. My friend, Mike

He was my husband's best friend for 25-30 years. And he and I bonded separately from my husband, we'd talk on the phone every day. He was very progressive and quite the character. Everyone who knew him, loved him. I can't tell you how many ex-girlfriends showed up to his funeral, all of them with great things to say about him. In 1995, he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, and 2 weeks later he was gone. He would have been 67 this year, and it would've been so much fun watching him grow into his middle years.

I also miss my dog, Bertha!

[Scarlett17]

36. My mom, my nana, my papa, my baby sister Shawna

All gone too early. My dad's parents, too, although I never got to know them.

[mvd]

37. My grandparents on my mother's side

I had my grandfather until I was 30, at least. My grandmother died when I was 14.

[RevolutionaryActs]

38. My dad

He died 10 years ago, 11 in August.

[Shell Beau]

40. My brother also died 10 years ago August 11!!

1996! Strange, huh?

But then again, I guess not. A lot of people probably died that day!

[RFKHumphreyObama]

39. Several people

My four grandparents, three of whom I got to know very well despite their advanced ages at the time of my birth. I will always have cherished memories of them and will miss them immensely. The fact that I have only vague memories of my paternal grandfather deeply saddens me because I would have liked to have known him better and he passed away before I had the opportunity to do so.

I also miss my aunty's mother, who was not a direct grandparent of mine, but who was definitely one of the family and a wonderful person with a wicked sense of humor

I miss my uncle, whom I never got to know as well as I would have liked to.

There are various relatives and friends who died when I was in my youth but who had a profound impact on my life during the short time that they were in it

I miss Andy Stephenson. I only met him once but I'll never forget him and all his commitment and passion for the progressive cause. He was a wonderful person and I hope there will be more like him

I miss Kef. My great sadness is that we were so close to meeting when I came to the US but circumstances prevented usfrom doing so. I regret that profoundly but his kindness, generosity and compassion touched me immensely and I miss him greatly

I miss all the other DU'ers who have passed on. They all made this community greater for their presence here

I miss people like Yitzhak Rabin, Paul Wellstone, Peter Nugent (Australian MP), Robert F Kennedy -they all died before their time and the world would have been a much better place had they lived (although they alrady did make it better for them having lived)

[Generic Brad]

41. I miss my best friend

He went through a rough time a decade ago trying to come to grips with his sexual identity. But a year later he went back into the closet, announced he was a confirmed bachelor, became born again and joined the Republican party. He is no longer interested in maintaining any kind of relationship with Godless liberals. My wife and I really miss him.

[yellowdogmi]

42. That is a tough call.

My dog Brandy was a loyal friend. It has been almost five years but there are still days that I miss her.

I also lost a very good friend about seven years ago. His name was Jeff and he had some very serious issues. I hate to say that he brought about his own demise but that was essential the case. His death hit me very hard. He was the first of my friends to go.

[Cabcere]

43. I miss my great-grandparents

I was fortunate enough to know both of my maternal great-grandparents pretty well (even better than my grandparents, I'd say). They were both wonderful, wonderful people - always so full of life and love, and I'm so blessed that I got to know them.

My great-grandmother had suffered a stroke and congestive heart failure, but even though her body was weakened, her spirit was strong as ever, and she would always insist on cooking delicious meals for us whenever we came to visit. She made sure the candy jar was always full for us kids, and was just a wonderful, sweet, strong lady. She was smart, too, and one of the most optimistic, positive people I have ever known. "There's something good about everything" was her signature phrase, and I still try to remember her wisdom when things get tough in my own life.

My great-grandfather (we always called him Papa, although to this day I'm not entirely sure why) was a fit and strong yet gentle man - he was always willing to take me and my brother and cousins on tractor rides, or show us some new trail he'd found, or teach us how to do all sorts of neat things around the farm. He was usually pretty quiet and laid-back around the house (although he was very active and a hard worker on the farm), but he could be wickedly funny, too, and he used to tell us stories and jokes that would make our sides hurt from laughter. The two of them together just seemed to radiate love and contentment, and for me they always seemed like the perfect couple. They got married young - I think he was 18 and she was 16 - and they stayed together for the next 70 years. I never once even heard of them fighting or arguing about anything (although I'm sure they did occasionally - they were human, after all).

Papa died when I was about 14 or 15, after a tractor accident that left him pretty much incapacitated - paralyzed from the waist down, if I remember correctly. They put him in a nursing home, which he hated, and he slowly lost the will to live. I miss him greatly, and I feel like if that tractor hadn't overturned, he would've had several more good years of life...but part of me's kind of glad he didn't live to see his 90th birthday. Why? Because that would've been on September 11, 2001, and I think that would have hurt him greatly to live through that...so part of me is glad he found peace before then.

Great-Grandmother passed away a year or so after Papa. She had been in ill health for many years, and at that point had outlived not only her husband, but all of her children as well. I was sad when she died, and I still miss her. She was a wonderful woman, and Papa was a wonderful man. I guess the good thing is that if there is a Heaven, they're together again...and just as much in love as ever. :loveya: Peace.


(Wow, that was a long piece! Sorry about that...I tend to ramble when I get thinking about things, especially those close to my heart - and both of my great-grandparents certainly were.) :blush:

[SPKrazy]

44. My Friend Gregg

he fell off a cliff

or so they say

somehow he was found down from the cliff in shallow water where he couldn't have floated.

:cry:

I see him in dreams sometimes as if he's still alive

It was a suspicious circumstance and there is no consensus as to what actually happened.



And my mother who died a year ago last October.

RIP Mom and Gregg

(edited)

[graywarrior]

46. My brother.

He disappears every now and then. He's in hiding now.

[usaftmo]

48. My son

He was only 6 months old when my wife left me. I've seen him a few times since, but I don't know him from Adam.
:-(

[EFerrari]

49. You know, I didn't meet my dad until I was 16. And I love him to death

and we've had many great times together. He's one of my favorite people on this planet. :)

[haf216]

51. My friend Danny.

He died in 01, but I still feel the lost. He haunts my dreams to this day.
I also miss my Grandfather who died three years ago this month.

It's true you never know how much you love someone until they are gone.

[hyphenate]

52. Living,

my mom, in California--I saw her and my sister last Apri for a couple of days, but would love to see them this year as well;

deceased, my friend Marje, who I very dearly miss, who passed June, 2003.

[bridgit]

53. it was my Dad, until i lost my brother last year; now i miss them both...

:(

[Presidentcokedupfratboy]

54. My grandma Anna

She was the grandparent I was closest to.....she was a great lady, and loved all ten grandkids.

Anna's family supposedly ran a saloon/cathouse when she was a young girl in Brooklyn during the 1890's.

[Hardrada]

56. My paternal grandparents

who raised us kids after my folks divorced. Grandpa was humorous and loved by all and Grandma was wonderful, had a sense of satire, and could intimidate the hell out of anyone (I wish I had one fraction of her sense of purpose) and I was always awfully glad she was on my side!! Hard acts to follow.

And our previous cat, Waldorf-Astoria, who was intimidating in his own way (weighed 20 pounds) but was the best cat ever (very expressive).

[reyd reid reed]

57. My mom. nt

[Broken_Hero]

58. The one person I miss the most...

its hard to say really....and I can't pick one, so I say my family, I miss them all greatly.

[Awsi Dooger]

59. My grandparents, and a good friend who was murdered three years ago

Hard to believe it will be three years in March. Larry shared my thoughts on sports analysis more than anyone I had met in more than a decade. He disappeared and for several weeks we tried to dismiss it as day to day normalcy, Larry on an unannounced trip. But then the security chief at the Frontier Hotel showed me a missing persons poster with Larry's picture on it. I gulped, and knew immediately Larry must be dead. The flyer said Larry's mother hadn't spoken to him since early March. They were very close and talked at least once a week. Larry's body was discovered in the desert, apparently a gunshot victim. Robbery was no doubt the motive since Larry carried plenty of cash. Still unsolved, as far as I know. I've had a lot less energy since that point.

[murielm99]

60. My first husband.

I learned a lot about life from him. He died in 1975.

I remarried and raised a family. But I miss him from time to time, and think about him, sometimes a great deal, and then not for months.

I have always wondered if we would have stayed married. Even if we had not, we would have remained friends.

He was a good man. I knew it while he was alive, but it was confirmed even more for me after his death. People kept coming to see me and telling me how much they missed him. They would tell me stories about the nice things he had done for them for no particular reason. For example, one guy told me about his long hospital stay, which happened before I knew my husband. This man had lost his wife at an early age, and he lived alone. My husband went to see him every evening for a couple of weeks. They visited and had a milk shake together. They were not even particularly close. But my husband saw a person in need, and he gave him some company. There were many other stories like that.

I also miss the former newspaper editor in my small town. He was a republican, but not like the nasty shits we have these days. He had the best laugh I have ever heard. He died in 1992. The whole town came to his funeral. People actually parked in the middle of the street, because there was no room anywhere else. The cops didn't care, because they were all at his funeral themselves.

His funeral was in a church, even though he did not belong to a church and was agnostic. He agreed to the funeral because the pastor was a good friend of his.

I worked in the public library in those days. My friend read every mystery and detective story he could find. He kept me busy tracking down new and unusual detective stories. I always thought of him when I found a new mystery writer, or the biography of a writer he liked. His wife gave me some of his books after he died. They were tied together with twine, and a note with my name that said, "These are for you." Some of them were Arthur W. Upfield's Napoleon Bonaparte mysteries. Bony was a half-caste aboriginal detective in Australia. The author Upfield died in 1965. I worked hard to track down all his titles, some out of print, and some reissued in paperback.

I don't know that I have lived as well as either of these men. But I hope I leave some fond memories for at least a few people who have known me.

[Ariana Celeste]

61. My ex and best friend

:cry:

[QMPMom]

62. My Uncle who died when I was 9. He was 12 when I was born

and was more of a big brother to me than an Uncle. We lived next door to my Grandparents and, for a while every year, my Uncle lived with us. (Grandparents would go away for the winter months.)

He was killed in a car crash and that day my life changed dramatically. Our whole family dynamic was never the same.

I think about him every day and want him back in my life so badly. He died 40 years ago and it seems like yesterday.