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Homesick for a Time I Can Never Go Back To

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I came across a TikTok today that took me back to the early 90s, probably around 1991. It was a collection of images and videos, most likely AI-generated, recreating what life looked like back then. And while I was watching, I felt this overwhelming sense of nostalgia, but also a little sadness.

It’s interesting how you can feel homesick for a time rather than a place. And I realized that what I was missing wasn’t necessarily the 90s themselves, or what the world looked like back then. It was the world I lived in, and more importantly, the people who were in it. A world that, no matter how much I wish I could, I can never go back to.

There was one particular scene of an older woman standing in a kitchen cooking, and it immediately reminded me of my grandmother. Back then, she was still here. I remembered the times she’d come into town, prepare a beautiful dinner, and we’d all sit around the table together. My dad was still here too. So were so many familiar faces, relatives, family friends, and people who were simply part of our lives.

I thought about all the family get-togethers, the gatherings with friends we’d known for years, the dinners, the conversations, and the laughter. Things that seemed so ordinary back then but meant so much more than we realized. And the sad reality is that most of those gatherings don’t exist anymore, simply because so many of the people who made them what they were are no longer with us. Others have moved away, friendships have faded, and life has taken everyone in different directions.

It’s strange to realize that you can miss an entire version of your life, not because it was perfect, but because of who was there to share it with you.

I also started thinking about the most random memories. Coming home around the end of October, when the weather was just starting to change. My mom would be inside cooking dinner, and I’d wander out to the backyard, lie down on the trampoline, and just let the cool breeze hit my face. There was nothing particularly special happening. It was just another afternoon, another day in a life I assumed would always be there.

And that’s what gets me.

At that age, you never think about how temporary everything is. You assume your parents will always be there, your home will always feel the same, and the people surrounding you will somehow always be part of your everyday life. You’re so busy wanting to grow up that you don’t realize you’re living through moments you’ll spend the rest of your life wishing you could experience just one more time.

Not because life today isn’t beautiful. It is. I genuinely love and appreciate where I am in life, the people in it, and the person I’ve become. I wouldn’t necessarily want to go backward. But sometimes I wish I could visit. Just for an afternoon. To hear those familiar voices, sit around that dinner table with my grandmother again, see my dad, walk through that house, and feel that October breeze one more time.

But something else occurred to me as I sat with those feelings.

One day, I’m going to feel this exact same way about the life I’m living right now.

The people I see regularly, the conversations I have, the little routines I sometimes take for granted. Even the ordinary days that don’t seem particularly memorable. Someday, those will be the memories I wish I could step back into.

And that realization is both beautiful and heartbreaking.

We spend so much of our lives looking forward to what’s next, not realizing that what we have right now is already becoming something we’ll miss.

I think that’s what that little TikTok reminded me today. Not that the past was better, or that I should spend my life longing for it, but that time is incredibly precious. That the people we love won’t always be here in the same way, that life is constantly changing, and that even the most ordinary moments deserve our attention.

Because thirty years from now, I don’t want to look back at today and realize I was so busy missing yesterday that I forgot to appreciate what was right in front of me.

Maybe that’s the lesson in all of this. Enjoy the life you’re living while it’s still the life you’re living, and not just a memory you wish you could revisit.

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Hi, I’m Mercy. Life has taken me through many seasons, some beautiful, some painful, and many that reshaped me in ways I never could have planned. Over a decade ago, I began writing as a way to survive a difficult chapter of my life. Since then, my journey has expanded, deepened, and taken more turns than I ever imagined. Today, my children are adults, and I find myself in a new season, one of reflection, intention, and rediscovery. I’m no longer building life from the ground up, but rather learning how to live it with presence and purpose. This space has evolved with me. What I write about now isn’t about chasing happiness or manifesting a perfect future. It’s about learning how to stay grounded in the present. It’s about faith over fear, gratitude over anxiety, and choosing intention in a world that constantly pulls us in every direction. It’s about growth, real, imperfect, human growth. I’ve learned that life doesn’t move in straight lines. It loops, pauses, reroutes, and sometimes asks us to begin again, just from a wiser place. Writing has remained my anchor through all of it. It helps me slow down, make sense of my thoughts, and reconnect with what matters most. This blog is a collection of reflections from someone still becoming. I don’t write as an expert or a coach with all the answers. I write as a woman who has lived, learned, stumbled, healed, and continues to choose intention, one day at a time. If you’re here, maybe you’re in a season of your own, letting go, starting over, or simply learning how to breathe a little deeper. Wherever you are, I hope these words remind you that growth doesn’t have an expiration date, and peace is something we practice, not something we arrive at. I’m glad you found your way here.

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