On Revisiting the Past
I’m revisiting the past this week…a post from about one year ago…
The million steps to 35 years ago is literally just a few blocks away.
I live one street over from a house I grew up in. Sometimes I take my children down that dead-end road. We walk down the gravel road where I remember…like yesterday…playing in the puddles with my brother. Running his green Tonka truck through the brown sludge.
It was a dream home for our family. A house in town but in the woods. We could walk to…
