Very touching. Looking at the past can be bittersweet, the sense of loss is unavoidable, but another way of looking at it is that the past is a part of our present, it is a part of who we are. I think about my grandma a lot in this context.
Thank you Michelle. Its interesting you refer to your grandma in this piece, as there were only a couple of images selected that I can see inspiring that thought. It was actually intended as a comedic interlude, contrasting the wild an untamed youth to a ladies tea party.However the process in itself is healing. The emotions of this particular event always seem to surface when I drive near the neighborhood. I am not their often so it gets more presence than if I was there more often. Maybe its a subtle form of PTSD. It is somewhat resolved through this video. I hope the more i watch it, the more I can move forward and go where I need to go.
When I move back to Toronto in September I'll be experiencing the PTSD too. There's a lot of reminders of my first true love. It will be weird seeing friends I haven't seen in over 8 years. Some have children I've never met. The feeling of the passage of time will be acute. Plus I'll be reminded that I haven't spent a lot of time with my folks, time which I'll be making up.
I think there will be no doubt they will be happy to see you. You'll only want to be with the ones that think that way.Its a testament to you to take a risk of the uncertain to do the things that are needed to be done.
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