Memories are funny things. There are those that make us happy (a special event) or sad (a loved one dying) but sometimes there are memories that we react to differently depending upon what else is going on. You know the ones. If we are feeling nostalgic, they are the ones that are comforting – perhaps about a time or place that is special for us. They could be based around a holiday like Christmas or a birthday. And then sometimes the same ones just take our breath away – either with joy or despair, again depending on what else is going on with our lives. I hate when that happens. Actually, I love when I get hit with joy but when it’s sadness that comes over me, I don’t love it. Just sayin.