You’re Going To Miss Me When I’m Gone

By Lauren Schwab

My mind is always searching for the next experience I can have, the next memory to be made. I crave what I haven’t seen that others have or no one has. With money and a GPS, I have the ability to go anywhere my heart desires. I am obligated to my farm, my family and the animals need me. However, I always wondered what it would be like to just travel and call wherever I may be home. I have a feeling, after a while I would get homesick for my cats and I am blessed with people who love me. Yet I still wonder sometimes, who would miss me when I’m gone?

I am not afraid to travel alone. As I become older, it is harder to keep up with friends and plan time together. I also worry about people having a good time or not wanting to do the same activities or spend as much money. So I often take off in my car alone. I like meeting new people and seeing new places. Half the fun is the unknown. There are experiences that are better shared with someone. To me, that’s what love is for. To share life with someone, always knowing it would be better with them. I can relate to this song:

I’ve got my ticket for the long way ’round
Two bottle whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I’m leaving tomorrow. What’d you say?

When I’m gone, when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my hair
You’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone, when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk
You’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

I’ve got my ticket for the long way ’round
The one with the prettiest of views
It’s got mountains, it’s got rivers
It’s got sights to give you shivers
But it sure would be prettier with you

When I’m gone, when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk
You’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone, when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my hair
You’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
You’re sure gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone, when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk
You’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

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