Confession: Even though it hurts to miss people, I love that my heart aches for handfuls of individuals because that means they've affected me in a really profound way. Missing them means we had amazing times that make them worth missing. How terrible it would've been to look back at a time and think, "Thank God I'm not there anymore!"
Someone once told me nostalgia was a sign of weakness. If having your life so full of memories of love means being weak, then I'll take the label any day.