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RE: Memories and "Good Old Days" - We Go Forward, Because We Can't Go Back!
to write more in 2018 sounds like a great plan! I'm with you on that one. I stopped making resolutions a long time ago partly because they were too big.
As for going back... It's kind of funny how I think about my parents and in my mind they are "10 feet tall" - or when I visit my old neighborhood or school I feel like a giant. Most of the time when I try to go back I feel a sense of disappointment because the moment that made it memorable is gone. There is only a clone. I guess that's the best way I can describe it.
YOU are the change, I believe. You have changed since the time you were back at some place in your past; who you are today is not the same person who stood there and got the original memory. So it ends up feeling a little "plastic" and empty.
I still have the unusual position of being able to visit places from my childhood... the appear the same, but I am no longer that child.
You're right about being the change. I'm not even the same person today as I was last year. And with all the "fun" of being perimenopausal, my husband might tell you I'm a different person moment to moment! ha!
You might find this funny. I've been up to New York to visit family and often see some of my high school teachers and I still cannot bring myself to call them by their first name. It's ridiculous because we're all old now; peers, really. I wonder why I'm so weird sometimes. :P