7/7

when i first saw the images
that i would link to today
from a year ago
i felt a stab
i knew they were loaded
but i couldn't remember why

then reading what i wrote
it all came back to me
this intense journey to pack up my mother's house

just after moving into my new house
just before the 2nd anniversary of leaving the loft
it was a difficult time
emotionally, physically and logistically
and it didn't go smoothly

and having this experience
of the power of seeing those images again
reminded me of what i thought about this morning
on my ride into the city
crossing the bridge
that brings me back to where i once was

this morning,
i was thinking that this anniversary
this 3rd anniversary of the exodus
was coming up
and i was wondering if the 17th of july
was always going to have such significance
like a birthday
and i was wondering if i realized then
how huge an impact that day would have
on my life going forward