A Matter of Record

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Earlier this year, I visited the neighborhood I lived in as a young child (see my poem, in search of a play). I hadn’t been there since the family moved from there. I knew the house was long gone–replaced by highway–but I didn’t expect what remained of the residential area  to be so quiet, worn, and tired. But life indeed goes on.

All photos by A.D. Joyce.

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The street abruptly stops short here now.

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My old house would have been on the far side of the highway.

 

 

©A. D. Joyce, 2014

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2 thoughts on “A Matter of Record

  1. KATHLEEN

    Hi Adriene,

    Wow, you are busy today. I see 3 posts from you!

    I looked at your photos (sigh) and read your poem linked to this post. I was touched. Of course, it makes me think of my own kids, each affected at an early age by divorce.

    I have come to feel that it’s best if we tuck all of our regrets and sadnesses and disappointments and embarrassments into a little suitcase and keep it in the basement of our psyches. Why would we want to reopen them–only to ‘let out’ (like a Pandora’s box) all of those negative emotions again? At least, that is what I am trying to do with my own. It’s too tempting to go back in time, and, for me, leads to a fight against depression.

    I have thought recently of suggesting the same technique to my children, who (like yours) are just starting out in life. I realize, of course, this technique may work for me, but not them.

    Anyway, I really just wanted to wish you only the best for 2015! Hope you will enjoy the night!

    Looking forward to our next get-together!

    Big hug, Kathleen

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    • Hey, Kathleen. I know how you feel. Reliving some memories are painful. For me, I find that letting them out, examining them, and putting them into perspective has done a world of good. After the tears, the weight is lifted and there is no need to carry the baggage. I can let go. I’ve been doing a lot of that this year and I can tell you that I’m going into 2015 purged and lighter than I’ve ever been.

      Everything happens for a reason. The divorce certainly was the best thing my parents could have done for themselves and for me as well. Although that was a confusing time in my life, it set me on the path for growth.

      Hugs to you, my friend. All the best for a fantastic new year. I hope to see you soon! ❤

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