What do I miss the most. Let me count the things. I miss my parents and my sister. I miss Noogimi. I miss the K faces. I miss my nephews and I miss cuddling my baby Joy. I miss the Keanus. I miss the Doctor and the Pharmacist. I miss having coffee with H after school drop offs. I miss having breakfast with my bestie K after drop off. I miss the chance to finally be reunited with my other bestie L after 3 years of being apart. I miss my gym. I miss my cleaner. I miss seeing the AJs in South Ken on Sunday’s. I miss having breakfast with the SJs on Saturday mornings. I miss long lazy spontaneous afternoons with I&S. I miss seeing my aunts and uncles and cousins and having massive family lunches. Its Eid next week so I really miss my family. I miss BBQs at 83. I miss A&S SKs. I miss tae Kwon do. I miss kicking a pad. Kicking the air just isn’t the same and for some reason my husband won’t let me kick him. I miss training so hard with Mr T that I had to stop myself from puking. I miss my weekly training sessions with A and my 18 year old world champ. I miss it all. I miss my work friends. I miss just being able to go and get a coffee whenever I wanted. Or going to Tesco just because I could. I miss TK Maxx. I miss my parents. Did I mention that ? I miss my cleaner ? Did I mention that ? I miss all of you. Right. Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest I can carry on with my normal rants. I don’t need to tell you to subscribe do I ?
