I have found myself to be very nostalgic lately, daydreaming of the past. I looked up nostalgia in the dictionary and the definition is:
a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home or homeland, or to one’s family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time.
I suppose this is absolutely correct, although this definition makes what I am feeling sound a lot worse than I actually feel. My nostalgia comes down to 2 things; winter and boredom. First of all, my happiest memories are in the summer and often take place outdoors. I adore nature and already hate being stuck indoors. Secondly, I hate that my workload is not overwhelming. I want to be doing 10 things at once, but I’m not and I can’t until I begin my career. The thought of beginning my communications career at a great company gets me so excited! Succeeding at work, balancing work around the house, husband, spiritual life, friends, and family sounds like a dream come true. I miss the busy days at Purdue with 3 internships and a full class load. Sure it seemed like hell at the time, but the feeling of accomplishment is worth all of it. I’m an overachiever and I don’t care who knows it! It is more fun to be spontaneous or treat yourself if you are working hard for it.
- Before Stephen and I were married and were maintaining our long distance relationship, we would work so hard to get everything done during the week so we could enjoy a carefree weekend with each other.
- Working our tails off in classes and RA-ing before spring break made the cruise even more enjoyable.
- And of course, there was no better feeling than graduating and going to London after 4 long years of hard work
It’s funny how the torture seems to be forgotten and only the best memories are recalled when feeling nostalgic. For now, I will keep as busy as I can at home; probably begin to study for the GRE (grad school at Northwestern is the goal!), and continue to reminisce about the good old days 🙂