I miss holding the beautiful children in my life.
I miss running.
I miss dancing.
I miss being spontaneous.
I miss playing.
I miss competing in sports.
I miss walking up stairs.
I miss being able to exit a room with defiance.
I miss wearing whatever I want.
I miss my pretty shoes.
I miss dreaming about being a mother.
I don't miss taking life for granted.
I don't miss putting things off for tomorrow.
I don't miss believing I am worthless.
I don't miss believing I am weak and feeble.
I don't miss lying about the sum of who I am.
I don't miss seeing the glass half empty.
I don't miss worrying about the small things.
I don't miss living in a small world with defined possibilities.
