a thought influenced by or proceeding from feeling or emotion.
I’ve been blessed with the gift of sentimentality. This is arguably a bad thing and I’ve had my days where I’ve thought so. It’s not always easy being sentimental. When I remember different events, good or bad, I can feel them as if I was reliving them. It’s hard for me to let things go. I keep everything because each item contains a memory. Change becomes difficult. I look back and wish some things could go back to the way they were. Sometimes it would be nice to just say ok, moving on, and trash the past. But at the same time, I love my life and the memories I’ve created. To be sentimental is how I’ve always lived. It makes moving on a challenge in itself. I guess it’s a good thing I’m always looking for challenges. When I miss something or someone, I really miss it or them. It’s hard to listen to certain music because it brings back memories. Happy memories too! To remember the happy moments when I don’t know that I’ll live them again kinda makes me sad. I don’t know that I’d call it homesick because when it comes down to it, I don’t want to go home. I’m not ready to go home. But I miss my home. I miss my people. I can’t just pick up the phone and call whoever I want whenever I want. Sometimes I wish I could just go to lunch or coffee, catch up, and then go back to real life. Not knowing when I’ll see you next…or even talk to you, hurts. But here is where I love that I’m sentimental. The fact that I can feel these feelings shows me that I’ve never loved for nothing. Every conversation has its purpose. There is no way I can remember everything I want to remember but the feelings of love that I get when I generalize is worth more than memories. If you’ve made an impact on my life, that is something I’ll never forget and beyond that, it’s something I’ll always cherish. Never love for nothing.