Monday, August 24, 2015

Home


When you travel with the kid to the place that was your home once you try to show him the things and places that mattered to you as a kid once. You try to impress upon him the feelings those places evoke so many years later. It is hard. The places are there, but so different. Decades have passed. What you knew can not be known to him. The pleasure is in watching his pleasure in old/new places, evoking nothing of your own memories or feelings.