Have you ever felt this way?

I'm living in the apartment I grew up in. Surrounded by ghosts and memories. This place is alive. I can go back, slip back, into times gone. Usually happy to be with them. Understand it better from my first row seat.
Want mother's cooking. I'm always hungry. Need her to do the cooking and serving. Miss her food
 
Since this question was about feeling things again and not *changing* anything or living it again, I would so much love to feel some things again... just once. Hugs from my grandparents... hugs from my parents... the feeling when I heard my daddy in the kitchen making his oatmeal before work and knowing all was well... the feeling of an 8 year old finding her beloved Donna Reed paper dolls under the Christmas tree. Feelings that are just memories now and can never be felt again.

Secondary would be those little jolts of joy like when the final bell rang on the last day of school before summer vacation... hearing the phone ring at the precise time I knew a boyfriend would be calling. Yeah, misty water-colored memories I'd love to feel again.
 
CallMeKate said:
Since this question was about feeling things again and not *changing* anything or living it again, I would so much love to feel some things again... just once. Hugs from my grandparents... hugs from my parents... the feeling when I heard my daddy in the kitchen making his oatmeal before work and knowing all was well... the feeling of an 8 year old finding her beloved Donna Reed paper dolls under the Christmas tree. Feelings that are just memories now and can never be felt again.

Secondary would be those little jolts of joy like when the final bell rang on the last day of school before summer vacation... hearing the phone ring at the precise time I knew a boyfriend would be calling. Yeah, misty water-colored memories I'd love to feel again.
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Bingo............ you got it. :)
 
Pepper said:
I'm living in the apartment I grew up in. Surrounded by ghosts and memories. This place is alive. I can go back, slip back, into times gone. Usually happy to be with them. Understand it better from my first row seat.
Want mother's cooking. I'm always hungry. Need her to do the cooking and serving. Miss her food
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wow that's a curly ball but wot ever sailed ya boat as some say! I used to go back to the home I was brought up when just grandma and great aunt lived there - it seemed much quieter of course and a bit dustier perhaps? but mostly happy memories - could I have moved back in there - doubt it we were surging on!!
 
Born_To_Lose said:
Not at all. I have most always done the best I could. I only played one sport in high school and college. It was a real passion of mine to get into the NFL. I was a middle linebacker at 6 feet 4 inches and played for Harvard. I knew I had very little chance of being looked at because we were not a top contender in the country, only in the Ivy League.

I couldn’t even get a mention in the NCAA best player’s list, which back then was listed weekly. I broke 4 records at Harvard, tackles by a LB, QB sacks by a LB, interceptions by a LB and Pass Interceptions by a LB. Not all in one year. My records were broken in 1999. Never received any recognitions from the NCAA and never was invited to any rookie camps.

I have no hard feelings because I knew I tried my best. My dad said I made him proud and that was better than getting into the NFL.
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That’s impressive. I never followed Ivy League football, but you should have been given at least an honorable mention in the NCAA top players list.
 
Born_To_Lose said:
Not at all. I have most always done the best I could. I only played one sport in high school and college. It was a real passion of mine to get into the NFL. I was a middle linebacker at 6 feet 4 inches and played for Harvard. I knew I had very little chance of being looked at because we were not a top contender in the country, only in the Ivy League.

I couldn’t even get a mention in the NCAA best player’s list, which back then was listed weekly. I broke 4 records at Harvard, tackles by a LB, QB sacks by a LB, interceptions by a LB and Pass Interceptions by a LB. Not all in one year. My records were broken in 1999. Never received any recognitions from the NCAA and never was invited to any rookie camps.

I have no hard feelings because I knew I tried my best. My dad said I made him proud and that was better than getting into the NFL.
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We are impressed if that helps!
 
I feel like the luckiest man alive. I grew up in North Carolina, in the summer we lived at the beach. No PFAS in the water. In the fall we went to the mountains every year. I was either swimming, fishing, or hunting almost every day of the year. Growing up in the 60's and 70's was fantastic. If they ever come up with a time machine then I'm gone.
 
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