That’s a good one. I’m going to think it through before I reply. I know one thing for damn sure though, she wouldn’t listen to a word I said and she’d do it all anyway.
I agree. It all leads to now, and if it's a happy/better place, then I did the right thing all along. I guess I'd tell her to grab those two diaries, the letters and her Charlatans vinyl album and leave safe knowing that all will be well.
Beautiful piece Nat! Thank you for sharing this part of yourself with everyone here. I left home when I was 34, and returned home almost 20 years later. I definitely discovered myself while I was away from home, but I did end up back at home again and it and I had both changed when I returned. I made peace with a lot of things while I was gone and made more peace with myself when I returned. I've also continued to discover myself since I moved back home. Discovering ourselves is a life long journey and it can happen anywhere.
This is so true. I’m glad you found peace in your discovery. We change on so many levels so it’s natural that even the physicality of a place can change as our perspective does. It’s a mirror into who we are and how we change, so many layers. Thanks for commenting and sharing, Pamela x
I totally understand the feelings. Even if I didn’t move anywhere in my childhood and teenage years, I have some special places which are corner stones in the process of growing up.
You have the ability (it’s the second time it happens) to recall memories from my past which I had almost forgotten.
Thank you so much for such lovely words. It makes me so happy when a post lands with someone and they understand or can read their own feelings and memories from it :)
Exquisite. You capture so well my own feelings (struggles) when I visit my childhood place. So much hasn’t changed and, yet, a lot has changed. While I miss the people I have to leave behind, I never feel I could truly belong there again. It’s not their fault. It’s just who I am.
That’s a good one. I’m going to think it through before I reply. I know one thing for damn sure though, she wouldn’t listen to a word I said and she’d do it all anyway.
I agree. It all leads to now, and if it's a happy/better place, then I did the right thing all along. I guess I'd tell her to grab those two diaries, the letters and her Charlatans vinyl album and leave safe knowing that all will be well.
Beautiful piece Nat! Thank you for sharing this part of yourself with everyone here. I left home when I was 34, and returned home almost 20 years later. I definitely discovered myself while I was away from home, but I did end up back at home again and it and I had both changed when I returned. I made peace with a lot of things while I was gone and made more peace with myself when I returned. I've also continued to discover myself since I moved back home. Discovering ourselves is a life long journey and it can happen anywhere.
This is so true. I’m glad you found peace in your discovery. We change on so many levels so it’s natural that even the physicality of a place can change as our perspective does. It’s a mirror into who we are and how we change, so many layers. Thanks for commenting and sharing, Pamela x
Nice piece, Nat.
Thanks, Alex, glad you like it :)
A beautifully written piece of nostalgia
Thanks so much, Andrew!
Beautifully thoughtful piece, Nat.
Thanks, June, glad you like it x
As always... love it.
Thanks, Neil, means lots! :)
I totally understand the feelings. Even if I didn’t move anywhere in my childhood and teenage years, I have some special places which are corner stones in the process of growing up.
You have the ability (it’s the second time it happens) to recall memories from my past which I had almost forgotten.
Your bench :) I remember.
Thank you so much for such lovely words. It makes me so happy when a post lands with someone and they understand or can read their own feelings and memories from it :)
Exquisite. You capture so well my own feelings (struggles) when I visit my childhood place. So much hasn’t changed and, yet, a lot has changed. While I miss the people I have to leave behind, I never feel I could truly belong there again. It’s not their fault. It’s just who I am.
Thanks, Marie. You could write about it ♥️