I'm feeling slightly miffed that after so many weeks of being ill I'm now seriously missing out on things. The Wonderful Man went on a march without me today for the first time and tomorrow he'll drive alone to our youngest grandson's dedication service. (My daughter actually uninvited me for fear that I might try and make the journey!)
I really, really hoped to be well in time to attend these things and I'm frustrated not to, but aware that in the grand scheme of things missing them is not too important.
What things have you missed out on that you regret?
What gives you a warm feeling? 🥰