We have been living in my home area for the past few months. There are lots of memories tied to this area, but most of them are little things that I had forgotten. The sounds are definitely a kick back to the past. The gulls, the cicadas, and other sounds remind me of being a kid. Being in the ward building where I grew to know the church has also been good for me. I realize that my ward family is there for me. It is hard to explain how it is different, but it is. I think part of it is that I feel the love of the members in ways that I haven't in a long time. Being here has reminded me of a lot of the lessons I learned and have forgotten or have not been at the forefront of my mind. A lot has changed but there are things that have not changed at all. I am grateful to have a chance to have lived here and am glad that my boys have seen where I grew up.
I have seen family that I have not seen in years. I have seen my uncles and they are old men. I remember them in their younger years. It has been nearly 20 years since I have been around them. The same for my other family. One day I ran into an old high school friend. She looked the same, but I know times and experiences have impacted all of us. There are so many memories and so many questions that I have, but for now I get to experience my hometown and have shared experiences and memories with my boys.
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