Saturday, May 28, 2011

My Bridge

I feel like I've been caught up in nostalgia and admiration since I've been home, and most of it revolves around my family. I love these new eyes that I'm seeing home with because I can see the things and people here that have shaped me. I am embracing memories of all kinds, from the ones that I share with others as often as I can to the ones that would probably have a thick layer of dust to blow off off first if they were tangible.

So, my friends, I don't think you've seen the end of my reflections and stories from home. I hope you don't mind because not only am I enjoying it, but I also think I need this. There's something wonderful in remembering where I've come from, relishing the most time I've had here in so long, and using it all to gain momentum to branch out into the beginning of my adult life.

~"The family is a link to our past, a bridge to our future." [-Alex Haley]~


1 comment:

Lisa Smith said...

Yes! More stories from home please!