Do you have any lost pleasures? Something you used to enjoy very much, but now that pleasure is replaced by sadness or bad memories? One simple thing I can think of is Far Side Comics. I used to sit with a female co-worker and we would thumb through Far Side Comic books and laugh all day about it. Now when I look at Far Side Comics it reminds me so much of those days with her that I can no longer enjoy the comics at face value, they have become a sad memory for me.
I used to quilt. It was all by machine, but I still loved it. Picking out the fabrics, the design, creating something… I haven’t been able to do it for ten years (lack of space), and I really, really miss it. 
Playing Footy (Soccer) almost every day, back in England. I went down to the turf with a friend, who was a very good player. His attacking qualities force-improved my defending qualities (and to a lesser extent attacking qualities) through sheer amount of time spent playing. I miss that.
I also miss my old bike route which kept me fit.
I used to be a dancer. I loved it with every iota of my being. When I was in dance class, every cell in my body sang. Then my studio closed down, and I could only take classes through my high school.
When I was trying to get into a dance program in Uni, I purposefully chose a program that focussed more on creativity and expession, than technical perfection, because I knew I hadn’t had access to the best training because of where I lived. That same year, they hired a new Head for that department, who changed the mandate of the program. At the audition, I was told to take ballet classes for a year and come back.
I still cry about it.