I don't mean old photos of oneself necessarily. I don't know how else to describe it. DH doesn't get what I mean at all. But for instance, I am on a local history page, and someone posted an old photo from 1890 of children waking in a city park. I don't know the park (just the vague area) or anything like that, but I got this physical tug of homesick longing just looking at it.
I've always had it, ever since I was a child. I don't necessarily think it's to do with the particular time or place (though it does happen more frequently with anything late Victorian) if I were to narrow it down, I would say perhaps it occurs mostly with photos where people are just going about their daily lives, doing nothing in particular. Yet they're dead and gone, and everything about that time is gone, and now nobody remembers or knows what it was like to be there.
Does anyone know what I mean?