Whenever we see something or someone, interact with someone, read something or do something, we relate that experience to the things we have already known and experienced. This is associative memory. Even when old, we'll think of our childhood when we think of our childhood friends. We might even think of things that might have been. Possibilities. Expectations. Unfulfilled desires. It might pain too. But that is all as much part of life as everything else.
Things happen only when they are supposed to happen. They way they are meant to happen. It isn't even a matter of waiting. We can only but enjoy each moment as it comes to look into our eyes, leaving just sense in us that it has been, and brush past as if it had never been and yet always remain.
