The most special one was a tape that someone made for me years ago. I can still remember her slipping it into my jacket pocket while we were walking in my town's park. It's funny the things that can bring back some memories in my admittedly poor memory recalling brain. With the finding of that tape I got a feeling I get from time to time. Last night I realized the feeling is something akin to home sickness. They both feel about the same. Except what I feel is time sickness. Time sickness is longing to go back to those days; The time when that tape was slipped into my jacket pocket, and not a word was spoken. We just kept walking side by side, hand in hand toward the park's baseball field.
Times like everything else moves on. Changes, as I would have pointed out not so long ago when I was obsessed with the topic of change, are unstoppable. Now it is growth that takes up more of my thoughts. I'll let whatever changes come that will come. I will concentrate on growth and improvement.
You can't turn back time. You can't stop change and the inevitable "slings and arrows of outrageous fortune." There is no taking "up arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them." Although to continue farther into that Shakespeare quote and corrupt the meaning even more, that is "a consummation devoutly to be wished."