I don’t know why I did it. The name appeared on the screen. This time not just a name but a face. And yes the years have past; the lines have aged but the child was still etched in; it never disappeared.
I guess I was walking through my mind just at that moment observing what I found along the way. I saw something I hadn’t noticed before and must have picked it up. Once you hold something in your hand it takes on some value.
And so I clicked on the image and the name. The illusions are gone. I am comfortable with me.
I think life is going to come full circle once again and I am not afraid.
This is personal