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We’re taking a journey to the past
Deliberately digging
Rediscovering ourselves
Who we were back then
The cache of moments revealing treasures hidden away
Tiny Instances and minor flashpoints of lives in one place
School times
Christmas times
Easter tides
Carnival rides
and Halloween’s candy treats
Snow days bundled up- oh those rosy cheeks!
Summer days, freedom days, no shirts and bare running feet
The world looked greener then, full of promise
The present is a place of demarcation
The time when the bond of bygone times bears fruit for the future
We stand together at the precipice, hearts pulsing
All systems go for the epic Act III
Day 24. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so conscious of time as I have this week. Shortly, this house will be a part of our past. The boys will go together to their own place and I with my beloved. Honestly, it is very exciting, despite the work of packing up and getting rid of things.
Building A Life Of Hope 
These reflections are so heartfelt. Change is always hard…but change makes us all grow in ways we never knew we could. The love that you have for your sons will always bring you peace!
SO true
I love the way you are expressing your journey to the new. Such a lovely image and heartfelt poem.
Thank you Suzanne. Writing about it keeps me grounded and calm. Plus, it is important to be reflective at this time. While it is all good, we are all grieving as well.