We are celebrating Thanksgiving in the Virginia home and town I grew up in. This trip is very surreal, knowing that this is the last time I will sleep in this house, wake up in the mornings, walk through the yard I used to play football in, without my son in my arms or at my side. Yes, the next time we visit my parents here, my time habits will involve fresh disciplines.
After an early dinner with relatives, the plan is to pull out the slides that have been tucked away for years and visit images and feelings from the past. My mom has also mentioned that there are some pictures of me, taken many Thanksgivings ago, dressed up in some costume that only little kids can pull off.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Romance.
13 years ago
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