noun
1. a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home or homeland, or to one’s family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time: a nostalgia for his college days.
2. something that elicits or displays nostalgia.
It can be the lost childhood of the 70’s or
the memories of dancing to the 80’s tunes of ABBA or
the Beegees… or
the seriousness of the Beatles or
the adolescence of the 90s or
the maturity of the 2000’s.
Slipping through my fingers is one such example. As is Logging Memories I–IV
Life’s hardest lesson is knowing we can never bring back or re-live lost memories. What is past is past.
For now, there is only the present and the future. That we cling to the past is indubitable. The people and the memories make them unforgettable.
And the future is uncertain.
But a life well lived, need not fear, neither the past, nor the future.
It is the present that matters and how well we live it.
And the future, we need not worry. It is what we make of it!
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I knew you would like it 🙂
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I love this and it’s so very true. We can visit the past, but don’t live there. Learn from it. Love it. Move on and live.
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Well said..
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Excellent post. I read this before – the human condition guarantees we’ll make mistakes, experience loss and fail, but none of that makes us a failure!
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Thanks Mary. Very true.
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Beautifully written. So evocative!
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Thanks Deeba!
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But a life well lived, need not fear neither the past nor the future.
It is the present that matters and how well we live it.
And the future, we need not worry. It is what we make of it!
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