I felt pretty nostalgic today thinking about moving out of my current apartment and ward. While talking with my roommates, I remembered a lesson I learned a couple years ago. After my relationship ended with a girl I was very interested in, I realized that the ending of our relationship did not negate the excitement, hope, fun, and connection I felt up until that point.

I heard HWN today remembering that change doesn’t disqualify good experiences of the past :)