What I Miss About My Daughter

excited child at the beach
Kat at Carpinteria State Beach on a camping trip.
close up of swimmer swimming butterfly
Kat swimming
precious baby kitten
Baby Olive
Kat in a dry suit at the beach with big brother Robert.
Kat in a dry suit at the beach with big brother Robert.
Kat making an entrance into the room.
Kat making an entrance into the room.

What are the little things you miss the most about your kids who have left home — or friends you no longer see very often?

37 thoughts on “What I Miss About My Daughter

  1. The kid things are wonderful memories but I would probably miss those snippets even if the kids were close by. I truly miss in-person talks with my girls more than anything. Video chats or phone calls just aren’t the same.

  2. Oh my goodness — happy birthday, indeed. I love the ‘lallo’…your purse as a ‘gateway to hoarding’ and the sweet baby pic of Olive. A great way to start my morning! 🥰

  3. Oh, what a great tribute EA. You wrote about my piece causing tears, if I focused on this one for much longer, I would be a puddle of tears, thinking of my own kids and what I miss about them. Ha, ha. A beautiful piece. Happy birthday to her.

  4. What a sweet, loving, and heart rendering post. Happy Birthday Kat! I miss how my kids made me laugh, gave me such a sense of purpose, made me feel like a spectacular chef, and talented doctor. I miss the dirty laundry, the messy house, the endless chaos of life with them swirling around me. But I also like the adults they have become and the lives they are living. Hugs, C

    • Thank you. Yes, I miss those days, too. I wrote that during my first year of empty nesting. It was an adjustment to get used to an empty house. I also love seeing them as adults and enjoy spending time together without having to do the day to day care.

  5. Aww! ❤️
    My kids are still home for now but won’t be long and I know there will be a lot I miss. Cherishing the time. Its the little things that I will miss the most like you were saying. The way my daughter rubs my back when she walks by. Spontaneous hugs from my son. Late night talks.
    And yes, miss the days when they were little. Their small arms hugging as tight as they could around my neck. The homemade cards and pictures they would draw. Snuggling together for a bedtime story. 🥰

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