Sometimes, the mere smell of a perfume, or the scent of a certain flower, or hearing an old song, or passing by certain places, or seeing an old photograph makes the mind pause, stop and wander down memory lane..
I have always been an extremely sentimental person. There are certain things I’m very attached to, little mementos from my past that I can never dream of parting with. They may not have any monetary value and they would probably look like worthless junk to other people, but for me they are precious and represent the times that were.
I do understand that not all memories are good ones but as the years go by the bad ones lose their negative aspects and get distorted and hazy while the good ones get even more glorified than what the reality was..but regardless of that, the warm fondness for that era remains an important part of my life.
I have been feeling especially nostalgic lately. I often think back to the days that were and find comfort in those thoughts. Hearing songs from the 60s and 70s is now a reminder of people, places and emotional attachments. Some might laugh or be embarrassed by talking about their past or recalling the days gone by, but for me the past represents the simpler times, it made me who I am today. Each moment a lesson.
I love the feeling of nostalgia. This mixture of happiness and sadness. The whiff of a perfume, a glide of the fingertips across some item, a lovely soulful song, or a faded picture can invoke such strong memories that come flooding back. .all coupled with the strong desire and the aching in the heart to return to that time in the past..