looking back from somewhere different

There’s a gluten-free, dairy-free pumpkin pie in the oven.  The house smells delicious as  I sit at the table sifting through photos from years past.  I’m making sure we have pieces of the past to hold on to.  Little tidbits that will help us tell the stories that make us each who we are.

There are so many places we have called home.  Each one conjures memories of a time in each boy’s life.  Time is frozen, in a sense, in the places we have left.  G-man will forever be a babe in a sling in Edwards and a fire fighter at Eagle Rock; E-man a chicken-loving four-year-old in Taos and a backhoe-obsessed boy who sings when he talks in Edwards, and B-boy will forever be a wandering toddler at Eagle Rock and a playground daredevil in Louisville. I guess we grown ups are a bit frozen in those places, too.  Or maybe those places are a bit frozen in us.  Either way, it’s nice.

But, I do wonder how it will feel to look back in time from a single place.  It’ll be a while before we get there.  It will simply take time (and not moving!) to look back at years already lived in one place while still standing in that same place.  I look forward to experiencing that one day.  It’s been a while.


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