What do you mean when you say you miss someone? You miss their smile, their voice, their concern, their conversations or simply the security of having them around you?
Is that all there is to a relation? Do we always need assurances in the form of continued physical presence, a warm hug or other discernible gestures of love? Is it enough?
Some bonds live and mature much beyond all this. They don’t need to stand the test of time or being, because they are omnipresent. They stay with you and give you strength to carry on with your life battles.
Like the one I have with my mother. I feel her around me when I’m feeling low and I know she wouldn’t want me to be like that. I know she’s looking down on me fondly and requesting God to be kind to me. Aren’t you?
Miss you, Mom. 😟