Im packing up the winter wardrobe and unpacking the spring. In doing so, I went into the attic to get the sweater tub. I had put a box on top of it and decided to look in the box. It was full of pictures....ones I had packed up 8 years ago and have run into once in awhile but always tried to avoid.
I looked at those pictures really close this time.
This time I didnt get angry, or upset, or cry. This time I saw how handsome he was to me that day. Tall, proud and excited. I saw and remembered how he held onto me and stayed close to me. I remembered how everything felt and it made me smile
I packed the box up and put it in the roof....unaccessible
"Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you were to become who you will be."
I packed the box up and put it in the roof....unaccessible
"Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you were to become who you will be."
3 comments:
Good progress
You got your spring clothes out? I am soooo jealous!
Did you find my shirt???? HA HA Ha!! Love u!! p.s. Let go... there is always someone to catch you.... ME!
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