What will you miss?

In 2012 I read Nora Ephron’s I Remember Nothing—a funny and touching book of reflections by a woman who wrote, directed, and produced films that are so a part of my history, I know their lines better than I know most of my cousins.

The book ends with two chapters—What I Won’t Miss and What I Will Miss—that moved me to consider my own responses to those prompts. When I am gone from this life, what will I be glad to leave behind, and what will I long to keep? Here goes …

What I won’t miss: What I will miss:
  • Doing dishes and laundry
  • Having to do a hard shut-down
  • Zits
  • Paying bills
  • Emissions tests
  • The DMV
  • Hangnails
  • Traffic jams
  • Scooping the litter box
  • Managing the family schedule
  • The alarm clock
  • Packing lunches
  • Putting on pantyhose
  • Allergies
  • The mail pile on our kitchen counter
  • Clutter
  • Bitter cold winters
  • Business travel
  • Taxes
  • Changing sheets
  • Dust bunnies
  • Mosquitos
  • Deciding what’s for dinner
  • Annual gynecological exams
  • Flu season
  • My children
  • My husband Jim
  • The smell of Jim’s cologne
  • A cat sleeping on my lap
  • Rhyming
  • Singing
  • Laughing
  • Family dinners
  • Skype conversations with my sister
  • Texts from my brother (I know how long it takes him with those giant thumbs)
  • Contact with my brother and sister’s kids—whether text, phone, Facebook, or face-to-face
  • Chocolate
  • Red wine
  • Reading to my children
  • Hearing my children sing
  • Driving too fast
  • Yoga
  • Lounging in bed
  • Making love
  • Scrabble
  • Facebook
  • Driving on a warm summer night with the windows down and the radio up

How about you? What will you miss and not miss?

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