The winter always brings feelings of nostalgia; and this winter is no exception. I have fond memories of my youth. The first fifteen years of my life, to borrow from Charles Dickens, were “the best of times.” Of course, all good things must come to an end. We all get caught up in changing times as we enter adulthood and leave the past behind. Then, as we get older, nostalgia wreaks havoc on our peace of mind. As much as we may want to turn back the hands of time, we can’t.
I am reminded of bonus track from Barry Manilow’s 1976 “This One’s For You.” I believe the song illustrates this sentiment perfectly.