"There is melancholy in the wind and sorrow in the grass"

It is indeed a melancholy day....

A day when a moment remembering somthing past.... opens the doors to other memories flowing through. I miss some things from my life pre-TBI.

I miss certain smells, certain touches... lost feelings. They don't belong in my life now, to impose them would be to change them.  To change them would be to lose them.

Perhaps having them in my memory is better than not having them at all....