Interesting, this last week I found an old backup of some computer I had and had long since forgotten.

As I looked through old photos I had scanned and taken, I also did a thoughtful trip down memory lanes and was reminded of a time when different things, people and places were the focus of my life.

It's not that I want to go back, but I am glad those days lead to today and the person I am today. Like a rush of missing something and being grateful for it at the same time. I don't think we have a word for that. :)

Thanks for sharing your story and your poem!