I've been reading a book by Matt Haig entitled "The Comfort Book." The following is a quote from his book.
"Do you ever get a kind of gentle sadness
that almost feels good?
Like a nostalgia for a lost past
or a stolen future that is mournful
but also reminds you that life
is capable of such warm things?
And that you were there
to witness them?"
Oh my, yes. How about:
~ When your phone rang and it was never a robo/scam call, but rather friend or family wanting to chat and stay in touch
~ When people dressed in their finest to attend social events
~ When there was a dress code in schools for both pupils and teachers
~ When you were small and got a shiny, new silver dollar from your grandparents on each birthday
~ When there were frequent neighborhood weekend picnics in someone's back yard
~ When children played outside after dark without any kind of fear held by either parents or children
~ When children were taught to respect adults
~ When our environment was so clean and pure that one could keep a hive of honey bees in the back yard, harvest your own supply of golden honey each fall and the mysterious affliction known as Colony Collapse Disorder didn't exist
~ When extended families lived in close enough proximity that you knew all of them well which formed a tight bond
~ When a husband was able to work an outside job to earn enough to support the family and a wife's profession was to be at home to care for the children and create an organized, healthy, loving, peaceful haven for all
~ When it was rare you knew of someone suffering from cancer, autism, Alzheimer's or dementia, heart disease, auto-immune disorder, diabetes, or deep depression
~ When people, whether at home or out in public, believed that if you couldn't say anything nice, you didn't say anything at all
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Did the quote by Matt Haig bring any such "good sad" thoughts to your mind?