any one u MISS the most

My ex girlfrind/

Yes presently I am missing my husband as he has gone for his Boarding School's Golden Jubilee function

The person I miss the most is my maternal grandmother. She is already dead. She died almost sixteen years ago. We were very close. I was her favorite grandchild. She took me everywhere she went. I was born in my grandparents' house and lived there until I had to study. There are better schools here in the city so my parents brought me here when I was six. But I still went to the old house during vacation periods and my grandmother visited us often too. I was with her at the hospital when she died. It actually seemed that she was just waiting for me before she had her last breath. I found it hard to accept. I felt numb. It took me three days to realize that she was already gone. And it took me that time also for my tears to flow. Every now and then I still think of her. And the pain, however lessened by time, is still in my heart.

i am from the philippines and my boyfriend lives in sweden. we've met last year. and now that he's back to sweden, i really miss him so much. i usually cry when thinking of him. i feel sad that we need to be apart. but that's life. it's just i really miss being with him.

Yes there is one personality whome I miss alot and that is my grand father. He died 7 years before but I loved him alot. I spend whole of my childhood with him and he thinks me as his favourite grand son. he also loves me alot. He died through heart attack. I really miss him alot.

One person I miss the most is my father who died 7 years ago. I haven't got the chance to see him before he died because he was in the U.S and i was in the Philippines. I really miss him alot and I miss talking with him on the phone.

yes i miss my cousin brother a lot.he left us last year in May n went to the heaven.it was such a great los that cant be cemented in the whole life time.he was such a dear n caring brother.

I miss my Grandson badly. He passed on into the Otherworld, from cancer, at the age of 7 years 3 months. He left us two days after Christmas, 1996, and although the pain has eased a little in our hearts, we will always miss seeing him grow up and achieve. He was such a loveable little boy... everybody thought so. He was even sought in the playground of his school by friends who needed comfort... his classmates each wrote him a testimonial, which I still have a copy of, and it brings tears to my eyes.

Two days after Christmas, every year, at the time he went out of our lives, 2 p.m. I light a candle and sit in thought of him for a good couple of hours. Each birthday, the family releases a balloon into the sky for him, and every Christmas a lantern is lit and hung on the garden shed to guide him home for Christmas.

He would have been 18 this September. Boy, how I miss seeing him grow up. This will be a tearful birthday, I can tell you.