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  • Visiting the old homestead exhumes long buried emotions and memories. Everywhere you turn is a bit of the past poking you in the ribs, a reminder that the land and your past are still here somewhere, everywhere your eye lands. The beauty of a journey home is that you see things, feel things, and learn things about yourself. Being brave enough to step on the path to the past matters as much as what you learn about yourself.

    Thomas Wolfe wrote "You Can't Go Home Again." And he is right about that. Home is never what you remember. It's smaller, more decrepit. But you MUST go home again. You must remember even if you travel only in your head. That journey is meant to secure you to a time and beginning, even if it is painful. Pain is part of being human and alive.

    The barn in Ayershire appears to be derelict, abandoned. But watching us, hidden in the window, sits a tiny pup, proving that life goes on sometimes looking empty and abandoned. But to be sure, life shifts and changes whether we accept it or not. The journey is less painful if we learn to ride the bumps.
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