Sad [Warning, sad ig? It's sad for me]

*Reminder to yall that sadness is a feeling all humans expirience, and it's ok to be sad. [quotes from a cool video I saw] "We're taught from such an early age that sadness is a bad emotion, and that makes us afraid to get sad, and it puts this unrealistic expectation on us to just stop being sad. Then when we rush to feel not sad, but we still feel sad, we feel even worse. Give yourself permission to take your time and feel happier on your own terms :)"* My brother made this like digital version of his, my sister and my dad's old apartment. When they were all younger. You can literally enter it. It looks almost frozen in time, and only their old cat [She was called Tiger] meowing and walking by (she lived to be 19!) you can go anywhere on that house, and on the kitchen diary, it says the date. June 1st, 2004. [I wasn't even born then] You can change the date and everything, and it's so so nostalgic. But it's something I never got to experience. I miss this so so much, but how? I can't explain. :( I'm actually in tears writing this. I don't know why. All I know is that it's ok to be sad. The song "Rises the moon" is playing in my head and it's making me even sadder. The song talks about when everything can change in a moment, the night falls and the moon rises, and it will be like that every night. ("Days sometimes seems as if they'll never end, sun digs its heels to taunt you but after sunlit days, one thing stays the same rises the moon") But it won't. Because we can't control time. And it's something that'll never return, and something I miss yet I haven't even been there.. I'd honestly link it here, but it shows private stuff so I won't (for example you can enter my sister's room and it says "*her irl name*'s room") (You can pet the cat there, and she meows, and it reminds me of my own cat, who has the same name becuase my dad only remembers his cat's name, he couldn't call my cat anything else so we call her Tiger 2) I really wish I could post some photos. It is really really really cool, you can watch the tv with shows that aired during that time, you can call the cat to come to the room, you can see actual real life photos that were taken inside the room you are (digitally) standing in*, you can interact with almost everything, and all the pictures on the walls are the actual pictures that were hung up on the walls in that apartment. there are many more things you can do there, like changing the time, checking the drawers, moving furniture around, sitting on chairs and all, etc etc. There is like a phone book with yellow pages, and you can dial in numbers to call people. One of them is my grandfather and grandmother. My grandfather died. And you can also call my brother's and sister's grandparents, currently only their grandmother is alive and she's like 92 irl or something.. I'm too sad to call them. *My sister is mostly shown. And it's during all the years meaning you can see her grow up photo by photo. I don't know if it gets sadder than this but yea. That's the way of life. You grow up and change. Sorry for yapping yall!!! Thx so so much for reading if you did! And even if you didn't! I love you all (platonically ofc) :) I didn't really mean to make such an emotional post, sorry! Have the recent-est photo of my cat, Tiger, to feel better!! :) [Mainly just comforting myself but whatever]