When "miss" means something more

I’m here in Belfast since few days ago, and the integration in this city is not exactly being easy, otherwise I admit that I’m here for less than 1 week, and I have not visited any pub (well I have drank some pints hehe) and I have not seen much of the city.


But when I walk through the small downtown, the first that comes to my mind is: I miss ...
Because... what we mean when we say I miss you? When you miss is only when you do not see him/her/you? Or when you need to see it and you cannot?

Miss is more than a phrase, is a feeling. Not long ago I left behind my family, friends and loved ones, but when you really feel "Noon", you remember the people who give you the strength to continue each day.
There are many people that I saw recently and today I miss most than ever, I suppose in the background is a feeling of say thanks to all those people who once supported you and never said it, you never feel the importance of those loved ones (friends, family, special people) until you really think, what they say me now?
It's a brutal experience for me, to some of you I told you that "the first 2 month I will be shitty" but definitely with you here, it would be quite half hard difficult of what they can be reach.

When more comes to me this feeling is on daily things, when you have lunch, your family is there with you (although your mother is to tell you to sit at the table to eat and stop play with your food, and your father paste you  a shout when you change the channel on the TV ... but they are there)
When you're in home at night and would go to a friend's house to have a beer, just because to see them and laugh a while ... and not just any friend, there are irreplaceable friends (it is very easy to say, you will meet people there.) one good friend always said to me, the great friends can be long time without seeing, but when they see them each other, it is as if they had seen the day before.
When I go out, and I look the sky and I remember Barcelona with the blue sky and sun (a terrible sun…yes, but sunshine after all) and if you have a lot of heat, you can always get you in the shadow of those big beautiful buildings surrounding the Catalunya square in Barcelona. (Although when you're standing there a motorbike beeps at you because he wants to park right where you are...)
I think is not necessary say names, but thanks to all who once support me on this journey, which for different reasons, what you saw right.

I promise to tell you soon more about Belfast, pubs, people, and green parks.

Hugs to all, with love
The bald of Belfast.