It is an indisputable fact, that as we grow older, we increasingly look back at our lives, and at the lives of our families and friends, with longing, or satisfaction, or regret, or nostalgia.

Well! New Year is about to dawn and the old year will fade into memories. While we celebrate the arrival, we often indulge in nostalgia for the year passed.

Many of us have left our roots, only to find that the magic goes away upon our return.

Life is fast and moving or so we think. It’s experiences that have been relived by millions that once you experience it becomes uniquely part of memory and relived later as a nostalgic flashback.

Around Lytham St. Annes.

Sit in your armchair and let your mind whisk you away to Egypt and India; Nepal and Zanzibar: France – and even Liverpool!
Go from room to room and explore the garden to invoke memories of childhood, far-away places – and places near to home and heart.
Start your own collection of memorabila, why don’t you?

In preparation for the holiday symbols placed around the house, in cleaning out closets I discovered traditional nostalgia in christmas albums on vinyl. Do you remember those?

Bringing distinction to decorations for a meaningful Holiday.

Things sure were different when I was a kid. We did not have push-button dialing until I was in high school, and our rotary dial phone was stuck to the wall!

From Debi’s collection of short stories, Sweet Tea and Tumbleweeds, Tall Tales and Two Faces comes this delightful story about the simple joys of growing up in Texas.