Missing someone means that you think about them at the most inconvenient moments. And in today’s society, it's always hoping the name on the notification is theirs. It’s no secret that people come in and out of our lives frequently. Sometimes leaving without any sort of formal goodbye. Sometimes things just fall apart, and both people are left wondering if the “missing” feeling is at all reciprocated.
The people in our lives that were lucky enough to be considered our friends, sometimes become distant without warning. Connections break and, truth be told, people change. The hardest thing about missing someone is wondering if they miss you back.
Sometimes the heart break you feel from separation has a 100% chance of repair. The people we miss can be in communication with us, just not in a physical sense. Missing someone you know you are going to encounter again is one of the best forms of the feeling of separation. This is because the point at which you reunite is so full of love, yet making the next separation a bit harder. I’m so fortunate to have people in my life to miss like this, especially my summer camp family. A once a year meet up creates an environment where all moments are cherished and that’s something special to feel.
Then are the feelings of missing that can only be dealt with through time. The loss of a loved one or a bad breakup are both culprits of this fierce feeling of missing. Waiting for the seconds to turn into minutes, the minutes to hours and the hours to days sometimes is the only medicine for our misery.
It is possible, however, for you to feel like someone is gone when they’re actually in the next room. For me, this is the hardest form of the missing. Sometimes the ones we love most hurt us most, and for a period of time that person feels so far away it hurts to know they are in close proximity. I say this is the most difficult because mending a once close relationship is rough. Its hard to succeed in repairing it back to the originality of that relationship. History and old feelings make these people feel so much further away when there is any type of absence. I have experienced this firsthand with classmates I sat next to in class and even people in my own home.
One of the hardest things to do is admit your acknowledgement of their absence to that particular person. The questions are continually running through your mind. How did we get to this place? Why do I even miss them? Do they miss me back? This last question is the most complicated. The only way to know the answer is confrontation. Sometimes the answer is more difficult than the feeling.
I wish I had a remedy for missing, but if there’s anything I know, missing someone shows you the appreciation and respect you have or had for that person. And if you miss that person so much, don’t you think they should know?
