Hi you, When was the last time you walked into your own past? Until yesterday, it had been 16 years since I stepped foot into my family cabin in Maine. It's hard to pinpoint exactly what was keeping me away, but probably more than I've ever admitted I was avoiding confronting the loss of the family unit I grew up with. Anger, resentment, multiple deeply-personal versions of a shared experience that no two witnesses can reconcile...you know, that fun breed of personal family history that so many of us can relate to.
A Blast From Your Past
A Blast From Your Past
A Blast From Your Past
Hi you, When was the last time you walked into your own past? Until yesterday, it had been 16 years since I stepped foot into my family cabin in Maine. It's hard to pinpoint exactly what was keeping me away, but probably more than I've ever admitted I was avoiding confronting the loss of the family unit I grew up with. Anger, resentment, multiple deeply-personal versions of a shared experience that no two witnesses can reconcile...you know, that fun breed of personal family history that so many of us can relate to.