Nostalgia is a gift.
Time will not stop for us.
It will not even slow, except in Einstein’s relative way.
But we can hold on to moments and feelings we treasure.
We can set up a place for them and visit from time to time.
Each visit resonates more.
In a mysterious way, we feel things more deeply than the first time around.
Nostalgia grows as we grow – with age.
The old know it well and find the treasured times in their early years.
The young have no time for it now, but can look forward to looking back.
We must be careful with nostalgia. We must watch out for its tricks and traps.
One can get lost in that “better” time, and live a good life in the realm of memory while not really living at all.
Nostalgia is memory at play, and memory is partly fantasy, and never quite as true as we think.
Nostalgia should sweeten life, not swallow it up.
Nostalgia should not make us forget a simple truth.
That the ideal time of life doesn’t have to be somewhere in the past.
We can make the best time now.