Connect With Nostalgia
We’re quick to remember the past when the present is unbearable, but we forget to reflect, reminisce when right now is good. Connect with nostalgia.
‘The best feeling is knowing that your past has forgotten you nor who you were and how you’ve changed.’
Humility.
The feeling of giving and not expecting to receive.
I speak to my American friends once in a blue moon.
Not pun intended.
But it’s nice to catch when we can.
The time difference, the busyness of lives; makes it hard.
Difficult.
The funny thing about a phone call is that it takes an hour, but lasts the whole day.
I just spoke to Amman.
Amman was a great friend of mine from Austin.
We speak every couple of months to update and get some advice if needed.
My life doesn’t change much from month to month.
To someone else, I am probably doing the same things.
To me it’s different, but I don’t expect anyone to see the consistency as exciting.
We love turbulence.
We see drama in turbulence.
We see opportunity to know.
His life is always a rollercoaster and one I don’t mind hearing over and over.
Why?
There is something called unknown value added.
He unknowingly applied immense amounts of value on me.
It’s not that I owe it to him.
But rather that I know that he did the right thing.
And for me, the right thing is to listen and advise where I can.
Amman knows my past.
He knew my insecurities with being 4000 miles from home.
He knew my struggles.
And yet we still talk.
Infrequently yes, but we’re both glad we did.
There is something some humbling about connecting with nostalgia.
I love the fact that it’s there.
Not to fall back on, but to actively appreciate.
Most fly East to find themselves.
I went the other way and found a whole bunch of people that remind me of the beauty of hard work and dedication.
The past can teach you.
Advise you.
Guide you.
But you can take action in the present.
For me, the nostalgia is important; but the action now is crucial.
Normally you reminisce when the present is bad.
My present is pretty good.
I’ve got an exciting week.
But the nostalgia reminded me how I got here.
To be grateful.
To never forget.
To look forward with the past close.
To enjoy the present.
My grind, my hard work doesn’t constitute to your success.
By looking at mine, you won’t get yours.
My present is my present because my past is my past.
Everyone has their own story.
Hoping you have someone to keep you accountable to that.
Mine is me.
I’m grateful I took opportunities.
Made connections.
And never lost them.
Connect with nostalgia