The meaning of Nostalgia
“A sentimental longing or wistful affection for a period in the past.”
I love this word. And it’s meaning. And at this particular point in time in my life I treasure it with all my heart. See just a few months ago I was suffering from a very severe viral infection in my brain. The extreme fevers I had left me with a small percentage of brain damage. And yes, it is affecting my memory.
Luckily the damage is not permanent and it all should come back to me. And actually it did start last night. I was sitting on the couch going through some very old photos. At first glance many faces were strangers to me, but the more time I spent with these moments of yesteryear, the more there was that I started to remember.
I saw the good times, big smiles at weddings of my cousins and friends. I saw the sadness and tears where we said goodbye to a loved one at a funeral. I also saw and was reminded of the good I did when I was still at school. A warrior changing the world one act of kindness at a time.
And there it filled my heart and mind. I was blessed with the warmth overflow and glow of being nostalgic. I will lie if I say that I was not shedding a tear now and again. Looking at photos of my late grandmother and my late father immediately recalled the many happy Christmas times spent together as a happy family. Many cakes at many birthday parties show a colorful kaleidoscope of fun and joy. And let’s not forget the proud evening when I was sworn in as junior mayor.
School years are forever captured too and when I looked at some of the fashion statements from back then I couldn’t help but think oh my word, really?
Yes, looking at all these old photos made me all nostalgic and made me wish those who are gone were still here. It also made me wishes to go back in time and fix mistakes I made.
But then I realized I am in the here now. I know those loved ones who passed are waiting and one day we will be reunited again. I realized I cannot go back to fix mistakes and I probably made them to make me a stronger and better person. And with a heart filled with gratitude I realized my memory is coming back and yes, I will be ok and happy. Just as happy as I was in the photos staring back at me.
Yes, nothing like a dose of nostalgia to bring happiness and inner peace.
Author: Philip J Nel
Short bio: The author contributes articles to websites as a guest writer and specializes in the following topics: life’s trials and tribunals, people and their stories, animals, nature and religion. He is also a proud cancer survivor who has learnt many hard life lessons through the years. The author started writing at the age of 14 and has written several poems, short stories and a novel.
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