Sometimes, there is that nostalgic longing for a place you’ve been to…..just once . There’s a tug at the heart that says, will I ever visit this place again? Will I ever know how it’s like to walk those hills and commune with the wild flowers, smell the earth beneath and wonder where those clouds will go? There is something there that makes you think of long ago days – the dreams you held in your heart but never materialized, the days you thought that happiness and joy are forever things that make life so meaningful. You think of the missed opportunities, the what-ifs, the might have been, the regrets and love lost in between. You think how times flies and leaves you breathless because once it’s gone, it comes back either as a pleasant memory or an event you’d rather not dwell on.
Hello February, what have you got in store for me?