The weather is dreary today. Milan Kundera said “The Greek word for “return” is nostos. Algos means “suffering.” So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unnapeased yearning to return.”
It comes more often in the winter when the trees are bare and the sky lacks its luster. The sky and world seems grey, so of course the reminiscing takes place. These photos are from my trip a few years ago to Cyprus, where my Mom grew up. I have a really soft spot for all of the pictures I took on this trip. Looking through them sometimes makes me smile, but I also get this knot in my stomach that doesn’t really go away. It’s hard to explain a place that feels so much like home, but it’s so far away at the same time. I spent most of my summers there as a child, and four years of my young life living there as well.
Although it was a long time ago, it’s something that means a lot to me and definitely pulls on my heart strings. What I remember most is the people, and my Grandma. Going back a few years ago was strange because it had been the first time I was back since she had passed away.Missing a certain place or person is a difficult feeling to swallow especially when there’s not much you can do to fix it.
I have been dying to travel again. I don’t even know where I want to go but I just feel it. Once you begin traveling and exploring, real life and staying in one place doesn’t seem the same anymore. I feel like part of my heart still resides in that place I visited every summer as a kid. Saying goodbye never gets easier.
I think when things get overwhelming I revert to this place, because to me it’s my safe spot. It’s a memory that I use often, and it’s something that fills up all those little voids when things don’t seem to be going right or life seems chaotic.
I hope you all have a great weekend, and if you’re feeling nostalgic today know that you’re not alone.