Thanks for this. Now in my late 40s, I can relate with the concept of beginning again multiple times over. Not specifically about a particular location but leaving behind a familiar space that was under-appreciated when it was in front of me, and the realization of its comfort came after it was gone. It’s like the same lesson keeps coming back around clearer each time. And each time my gratitude grows stronger, alongside the grief, which I’ve been able to appreciate with progressively greater ease. I’m going through it again now, so this concept of “leaving home” is a helpful metaphor. ❤️
I'm so glad you found something in it that you could relate to and in turn I relate to exactly what you're saying. Coming to terms with having taken something for granted can be jarring but I'd like to think I'm always a little wiser on the other side, in one way or another. Thanks for reading <3 it means the world to me
Such great memories at that home! Loved walking down to the lake for a swim and hanging with friends. Before you know it, other places you live may hold similar memories and meaning, though nothing will ever replace your childhood home. In the meantime, you can always drive by for a visit. Every year or so I drive by my childhood home in Del Mar, CA. And every time I’m back in Kinnelon I try to drive by our old homes. Sending you hugs Brittany!
Meg, I thought of you so many times writing this piece because you’re such a huge part of my favorite memories of Kinnelon. Always so grateful to have had your friendship. Thanks so much for reading along. I hope Cali is continuing to treat you well! Sending you the biggest hug back❤️
This “hits home” ❤️❤️ thinking a lot more about that house this time of year.
you and me both <3
Thanks for this. Now in my late 40s, I can relate with the concept of beginning again multiple times over. Not specifically about a particular location but leaving behind a familiar space that was under-appreciated when it was in front of me, and the realization of its comfort came after it was gone. It’s like the same lesson keeps coming back around clearer each time. And each time my gratitude grows stronger, alongside the grief, which I’ve been able to appreciate with progressively greater ease. I’m going through it again now, so this concept of “leaving home” is a helpful metaphor. ❤️
I'm so glad you found something in it that you could relate to and in turn I relate to exactly what you're saying. Coming to terms with having taken something for granted can be jarring but I'd like to think I'm always a little wiser on the other side, in one way or another. Thanks for reading <3 it means the world to me
Such great memories at that home! Loved walking down to the lake for a swim and hanging with friends. Before you know it, other places you live may hold similar memories and meaning, though nothing will ever replace your childhood home. In the meantime, you can always drive by for a visit. Every year or so I drive by my childhood home in Del Mar, CA. And every time I’m back in Kinnelon I try to drive by our old homes. Sending you hugs Brittany!
Meg, I thought of you so many times writing this piece because you’re such a huge part of my favorite memories of Kinnelon. Always so grateful to have had your friendship. Thanks so much for reading along. I hope Cali is continuing to treat you well! Sending you the biggest hug back❤️