It is hard to pinpoint one thing.
I miss crazy miss matched socks. Leggings and big t shirts.
I miss girly girl, tomboy styles.
I miss Victoria's Secret shopping and the scent of sun kissed spray.
I miss juicy couture perfume.
I miss eating #7 from taco belle a lot.
I miss cheering at softball games.
I miss cold feet on my legs at night.
I miss her and snowman fighting who sleeps where.
I miss her driving for 3 miles then saying she is tired.
I miss Baja blast freezes anytime of year.
I miss atami and chopsticks.
I miss LSU road trips just to see the stadium and Mike the tiger.
I miss the rodeo.
I miss whatever concert we decided to go to.
I miss quick weekend trips for NFL or whatever we were in the mood for.
I miss 4 hr drives to see her jump a hurdle.
I miss her laugh, her saying MOMMA when she wanted something.
I miss her worrying Bubba and their trips to the mailbox or wherever they would go, just so she could ride with him.
I miss her!
Psalm 147:3 "He heals the brokenhearted and bandages their wounds."
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