Bittersweet Nostalgia

Hi my sweet little Kincadians and anyone else reading this,

I’ve been feeling so strange lately, maybe it’s the shift from summer to fall. Even though it’s technically still summer, back to school season always carries this bittersweet, nostalgic feeling. And if there’s one thing about me, it’s that I can get caught in nostalgia for way longer than I probably should. I just wanted to write a little love note to remind you that it’s okay to sit in nostalgia. It’s okay to miss people you once loved, even if you know that chapter has closed. It’s okay to miss old friends you don’t talk to anymore. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized that something doesn’t have to last forever to matter. Sometimes, the fact that it doesn’t last is what makes it so special. There’s a kind of magic in soaking up a fleeting moment, knowing you’ll never get it back. Like the way the last warm summer night feels or how a favorite song sounds the first time you hear it.

So let yourself feel sad. Let yourself cry. Roll the windows down and drive around town listening to “At My Funeral” on repeat like I’ve been doing lately. There’s something strangely comforting about sad songs, sad books, and sad movies. They remind me that even when you feel like you’re drowning in heartbreak, the tide will eventually turn.

However deep your sadness runs, there’s an equal and opposite joy waiting for you on the other side. And that, to me, is beautiful.

Xoxo, Lily