Twice this summer we entered back into worlds that used to be ours. Places that are familiar and stir up memories. Life goes on when we're not there (and yes nothing much stays the same), but when we go back, those living there graciously allow us to enter back into daily life. We catch up on the news, join in whatever is going on, shop at the grocery store, and indulge at the local ice cream shop. Our energy is there and it's as if we're a part of the community once again. But then it's time to go. Slowly the everyday connectedness starts to fade. But we always leave a part of ourselves there. And we'll go back again another day.
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