There are myriad ways one misses a child, simply mind boggling and impossible to recount. The feeling runs deep inside – for me it defies expression.
A friend is “a person who you know well and who you like a lot, but who is usually not a member of your family”.
One realizes as the years pass that parents never go away from our lives. At happy moments, more so in sad ones, they come unbidden in thoughts. Also, as time goes by one understands them more, in a way one never did when they were around.