Memories flooding back…
Seeing the photo of a boy and his dad where such an important part of my life took place took my breath away. Can you even believe, Boy, that 40 years later we are still connected? Next month will be 40 years since we got pregnant. I’ve spent every day since that photo wondering if I could walk into that building again and the truth is that I could not. The ghosts of 86’ to ‘90 would pull me in. The feelings, the emotions, that I left in that building, I’d feel those so powerfully that I’d probably cry. That girl, I love that girl, those emotions are too strong for me to take them on again. Then, the ghosts…. A boy’s mom, a boy’s brother, a boy’s grandparents, Maria, Jim.. so many… Then the energy from the people still swirling around, laughing, Robin, Shawna, Lars, Bob and Robbie… You. So much you in every single corner. Telling you to be steady because I’m gonna jump on your back, hours spent watching you play pool while it was soooo obvious that I ...