Missing Family

Tonight as I rested after dinner I realized something was missing from the meal - that good old family feeling. Mom and Dad weren't there. We had a really nice meal - meatloaf, a salad, some mac and cheese, and oreos and milk. But something was missing, and it was the feeling. Perhaps it was that there was not the usual dinner conversation with my parents, or maybe just not Mom's voice or Dad's stories. I missed them so much during the weekend, and again tonight. I missed seeing everyone dressed up and going off to church, and I missed the pretty dresses that my nieces wear on Easter. However, it's true that the more I talk of it, the more I miss them.

So, I'm done.