re: i miss you.

Quoting Miranda Eisen:“ I miss the love of my life Eriel (July 20th 2009) who died tragically in a car accident..Throughout my ... [snip!] ... life. He was so excited to be a dad...and if i had one wish it would be to bring him back to be with the baby when it is born.”

I am so sorry for your loss. Be strong like all women are. Always tell your baby how wonderful they're dad was!

Gosh, all these posts had me balling!  

I miss my grandma, who passed away suddenly from a heart attack right before my 16th bday~
My grandma Alley, who house I would go for safety from an unsafe home, you were always there for me, and I wish you were still here to see my son be born, hold him, and be a great grandma to him.... Two weeks ago it has been 4 years since your death, god I miss you SO bad! The whole family has fell apart since you left, you were truly the glue that held us together! Without you, nothing is the same....
R.I.P- Grandma Alley  

I miss my grandma J. It has been five years since she died. I didn't realize how much I still miss her until the other day my husband and I were in a store and I saw this elder lady that could have been her twin. I just stared at her and started getting tears in my eyes. When I was pregnant with my daughter and we found out she was going to be born with a birth defect, what kept me from falling apart was the feeling that my grandma and my husband's mom were watching over her and protecting her. I wish she was still here. My grandma was the centre of the family and her biggest wish was that after she was gone the family would stay close. At the beginning it looked like that was not going to happen but now the family is starting to get close again.

I miss my father.Every day I look in the mirror and every day that I'm alive is an affirmation that he was here and now he's gone.

I miss my angel baby and daddy. I concieved 10 days after my daddy died. I miss them so much not a day that goes by that I dont think of the both of them. almost 8 months since my daddy passed and almost 5 since my angel grew wings...darn I am about to cry
RIP daddy & baby

I miss my Uncle. He passed Nov 17 2008. He was avery special, very lonely man. He deserved a better world...and a better mom.

I miss my angel baby Dylan. She was 11 weeks along when i lost her. I still think about her everyday, i'd be just starting my 3rd trimester... I miss feeling her kick, i miss confirming she was a girl with ultrasound, i miss giving birth to her. i miss nursing her and watching my son and husband fall in love with her. I msis the sleepless nights and the first smile.

Quoting Satan:“ I am asking Mara to make this a sticky. Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I ... [snip!] ... when the attacks on the world trade center happened.......even though he passed the month before.... tell who you miss and why.”

i miss the father i never had,my father left my mom and i when i was 12,he was an alcoholic,a drug addict and dealer and a homosexual,i never considered him my dad,but i miss a father figure in my life

How could I forget about you? I have my sad days and think about Arianna all the time, but I never talk about you. I guess bc you were only here a short while....I wish I would have got to meet you or know you a little better....I never thoughI would lose another baby after your sister, and you were so unxepectant....as coming to us and leaving us....I will never forget you andI wish it wasnt some rude girl on here to make me realize you were in my life by implying that you didnt exist....I know you did, I wished I would have heard your heartbeat...butI will always hold your sonogram picture close to my heart and next to your sisters memory box....I hope you two are playing together and looking down on your brothers.  

I miss my great gramma, sooooo much. She was the only person I have lost in my life, and when she passed I was prego with my daughter and didn't know it yet. I want to cry and let it out, but I hold it in. I just wanna hug her again and hear her voice.

I miss my Granny. She basically raised me while my mother was busy being an alcoholic. She died when I was in the 7th grade. Before she died, she gave me her wedding band. I just had to take it off for the first time since then cause my fingers are swelling from being pregnant. I wish she could be here to see my baby...she would love her so much. I hope she is proud of me. I love her so much, and I miss her terribly.

I also miss my first love. It's been about 2 and 1/2 months since he broke it off with me. I was 7 and 1/2 months pregnant when he did. It hasn't gotten any easier, even though we still keep in touch every week and we are friends. There has not been very many nights that I haven't cried myself to sleep because I miss him so much, and I didn't want to have to be without him.

Here is my story about him from a letter I posted on UnwrittenLetters.com:

Dear First Love,
I met you a year ago at my job. I sat down with you, and we talked for a couple of hours. I remember it was after an LSU game. You left, and I thought I would just never see you again just like any other guy. You came back, and I sat down with you again, and this time before you left you got my number. I was so excited. First, we just talked on the phone a lot. Well, I talked about anything and everything and you mostly listened because you weren’t the talkative type like me. The first time you came over to hang out we watched some show about roller coasters (looking back on that, I feel like that was a precursor to how our relationship would be, full of ups and downs) then before you left, you kissed me for the first time. It was the sweetest thing because I could tell you were nervous, and no guy had ever been nervous around me before. We continued to talk and hang out, then you had to move away for a while for work. I thought it was pretty much going to be over between us then, so I dated other people. I ended up getting pregnant in January, right around the time when you came back. Telling you I was pregnant with someone else’s child was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, even though we were not together. I told you if you didn’t ever want to talk to me again that I would understand. I came over that week so we could talk. Not only did you keep talking to me, but you told me that you had realized that you were in love with me. That was the biggest shock of my life. I didn’t know how you could ever love someone that slept with someone else and proceeded to get pregnant. I still admire you for that. I could never be that strong and unjudgmental. In the months after that, our feelings got more intense and I could honestly say that I had fallen in love with you too. We still weren’t together officially for different reasons, mostly having to do with us not being sure where our futures would lead us. You were trying to follow your dreams, I was preparing to be a new single mother. I was okay with us not being together, even though I really would have loved to be a couple. You were different from any other guy I have ever met because even though we weren’t officially together, I completely trusted you to never hurt me. You also brought me to meet your family, and I have never done that with another guy. I’ll never forget one time when we went out with some friends, and a country song came on and you took my hand and danced with me. I’ll never forget that moment for as long as I live. I think that was one of the happiest moments of my life, I felt so close to you. Months passed after that and things were going well, until suddenly they just started changing. You went out of town for over a month, and things were different when you came back. We were fighting every time we talked (which was mostly my fault cause I just couldn’t understand your unhappiness with your life, and I thought it had to do with me). I knew that our complicated
relationship was about to end because things just didn’t feel right and we both weren’t especially happpy, even though I wanted things to work out so badly. Finally one night, I went over to your house to spend the night like I had a hundred times. It was probably the worst feeling ever because things were not the same, and I knew in the back of my mind that they would never be again. A few nights later you told me that you couldn’t do it anymore because you just weren’t happy with your life in general and didn’t know what to do about anything. I understood because I knew if you weren’t happy with yourself, you could never be happy with me, so I agreed. Besides we were on opposite sides of the spectrum with me about to be a mother and you still getting to chase your dreams wherever they led you. We ended with “I’ll see you around.” That hurt me the most because even though we got closure, it hurt to see someone that I cared about and loved so much walk out of my life just like that.
Before we met, my life was a mess, and I was a mess. When we loved each other, you made me want to be a better person. No guy has ever made me want to change myself for the better, and I did. I will forever be thankful to you for that. I learned so many things about love from you, and you probably have no idea. I wish I could say that you will be in my future. You are an amazing guy with a huge heart, and I would have loved to be with you for the rest of my life and followed you wherever your dreams took you so I could be there for you. But I also know that everything happens for a reason whether or not you understand it immediately. You will make some girl very very happy in your future someday, and I know I will make some guy a very happy man in my future. And I will never forget how when we laid in bed together our bodies fit perfectly, and everything felt so right and perfect. When we cuddled and fell asleep, I would always lay with my back to you and feel you kiss my neck and
hug me tighter throughout the night, and it made me feel so safe. You were the first guy I ever truly loved, and would have done absolutely anything for. I hope the best in life comes for you, and you will always have a special place in my heart and memories.
Love,
Olivia

I miss my grandpa. He died in December 2001 of a combination of lung cancer, brain tumor, and a stroke.
He was a big part of my childhood. My fondest memories are usually of my grandfather. That sweet, gentle giant (well, to a small child.).
I would take trips with him to the vegetable markets around where he'd haul peas to sell for the farm he worked on. We'd sit and talk for hours on those trips. I was a precocious 5-8 year old, and on those trips I leanred so many lessons.
Apart from that, I'd always spend the wekends with him and my granny. Those weekends were always the same, and always great: We'd eat a freshly made Red Velvet cake and a tall glass of milk, then we'd go watch Andy Griffith , and I'd fall asleep next him on the couch.
I was staying with them the night he had his stroke. I slept in the bed with my granny because he had just had open heart surgery. I woke up in the morning, and My papa was nowhere to be seen.
That day I saw him in the hospital. There was the man I'd known all my life. This strong man, my protector, and he looked so frail and helpless. I mwanted to break into tears, but even as an 11 year old, I knew the last thing he needed was a bawling child in his ICU room.
That was the beginning of the decline leading to his death. He eventually came home, and he got worse and worse. I'd sit by him for hours, not saying anything, just looking down on him, my hand on his shoulder. But in the last week, my Mama sent me to stay with my step dad. I don't quite remember why. We came back once for his birthday on Dec. 14th, then left that night. The night of the 15th, I remember seeing a car pull into my step dad's driveway. I remember it so clearly, I was sitting on the porch eating Fruity Pebbles. It was my Mama driving over to tell me that My papa had died earlier that day. I dropped to my knees, then ran into the house. I didn't know what to do with myself. He was gone. I couldn't believe it. I didn;t want to. When we got back to my granny's house, I ran to their bedroom only to see he wasn't there. There was an empty spot where his hospital bed was.
That Christmas was terrible. He'd always be there to watch all us grandchildren open presents, and wait until we were done to open his. I kept looking over expecting to hear the " Show Papa what Santa brought you" I had become used to.
I still have those days where it is almost hard to breathe I miss him so much. But I firmly believe he is watching over me now.

I miss my daughter, Katherine.
I miss all the hopes and dreams and plans we made. I will never hear her laugh, I will never cry when she takes her first steps. No kindergarten graduation, no first crush, no prom dress shopping, no baby shower of your own. I miss you baby girl. When I held you a wave of hapiness came over me and everything was okay. I am so grateful, I got to see your beautiful smile before you left. I keep hoping I will see you again, if even for a moment. I am sorry someone hurt you, I am so sorry baby. I wish I had noticed.I wish I could have protected you. I had hoped for a little girl for so long, you were the answers to my prayers. A dream come true. I am not doing well without you baby. All I think about is you, Kat. I just lay in bed, surrounded by pictures of you, remembering. I don't ever want to forget you sweetie. I love you. I hope I will see you in Heaven one day. I miss you. Mommy loves you.

Katherine Elizabeth Trent
August 9, 2009 - October 9, 2009

I miss my fiancee. He was killed in a hit and run Oct 17th 2009...2 weeks ago. I am 19 weeks pregnant with his child, and Im completely lost..".my heart has this hole in it that I walk around it during the day and fall into it at night."

I understand your pain too...I lost my fiancee two weeks ago in a hit and run...I am 19 weeks preg with his child, and feel lost too...im sorry for your loss

i miss my mee maw (grandmother)
she passed away dec 19 2006.. she was such a beautiful person.. she was the one person who held our family together!!
now we are closer than ever and we all love and miss her..
she was the first person i ever lost.. and i never want to have that feeling again!! she had been in pain her whole life..before she passed she was in a wheelchair or hospital bed.. i have dreams like simple ones of her running the sweeper or just standing and smiling and its like shes telling me she is okayy!

i love you mee maw.. i miss you very much!!