It won’t be long before we will be picking raspberries again. Raspberry plants grow like weeds. Ours have totally taken over the space behind our garage. Which would be good (we love to eat them) except they completely overgrew the area where we had rose bushes. 
Life is like that. New things come into our lives, old things fade away. We make new friends, old friends move away. It’s easy to spend time living in the past, thinking about the “good old days” yet we are called to live in the present.