Something I am looking forward to is the coming of spring. Last night it rained and I woke up and almost all the snow was gone. I love the snow, but with the rain and the melting of snow came the warmth. What they say about not knowing how much you miss something until it's gone is an interesting statement. What I have found to be more true for me is "You never know how much you missed something till you have it again." This rings true with the return of warmer weather. Sure, when I had to go outside and run and my face felt like it was gonna freeze off, I did wish it was warmer. But not until I could go outside and run in shorts, and walk into the school with having to warm up my hands when I got inside, did I realize how much I missed the warmth. It's the same thing when I come home from school and give my mom a hug- I didn't realize how much I missed her during the day until I see her again. I feel this way seeing some of my friends after a weekend. I wouldn't say I missed them over the weekend, but when I see them again I realize how much I missed seeing them. This is a fascinating pattern to see in my life. How does this shape who I am, and my mindset about things? What impact will this have on me as an adult?