Childhood nostalgia
Posted September 8th, 2008. Categorized under Life. No Comments
A few days ago, I was watching the classic movie Sandlot with my girlfriend. As we were watching it, we talked about how great it would be to have that kind of childhood — one full of all kinds of memories with friends and stories worth telling for years to come.
The more we talked about it, though, the more we realized that we both had childhoods with plenty of memories and quality stories. In fact, the difference, we realized, was that we didn’t appreciate those things as much when we were younger. Being out with was just something that you did as a kid, it never seemed like a big deal, but as I get older, I realize how incredible that really was. Things that I took for granted then, like walking down the street to a friend’s house everyday, are not really as possible now as they used to be, especially since my friends and I are starting to go our separate ways as life pulls us apart.
Another big difference I noticed was that the kids in the movie had something in particular to be extremely passionate about: baseball. Personally, there was nothing in my childhood that I was that excited for. Sure, video games and sports were fun, but my friends and I were never really that into any one thing in particular.
Yesterday, I decided to take a walk around my old middle school (it’s right down the street). As I roamed the sidewalk paths again, I thought back to all of the good times I had there. Middle school was the last year where all of my best friends went to the same school — after that, we began to go to different places and see each other less and less. High school brought a lot of changes and really was what ended that era of my youth.
This is a bit of a ramble, but it’s been on my mind a lot lately. I know a lot of people who wish they could go back to relive their younger days, knowing what they know now. Has anyone else ever thought a lot about why that is? I’m interested in hearing what other people think.








