The End of a Journey Back in Time: Seeing Old Sights for the First Time

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The word longing comes from the same root as the word long in the sense of length in either time or space and also the word belong, so that in its full richness to long suggests to yearn for a long time for something that is a long way off and something that we feel we belong to and that belongs to us. The longing for home is so universal a form of longing that there is even a special word for it, which is of course homesickness.

― Frederick Buechner, The Longing for Home: Reflections at Midlife

 

 

 

 

Summer 2017…

 

 

 

I had never before caught a carp in our river, even though I always knew they lived there.2017 048

I had never before seen Imperial eagle soar over those ancient fields, even though stories about them permeated my childhood.

Never before.

 I had never before stayed home for such a long time; I have never before entered so deeply into my own heart and its story — its roots, its pain, and its journey to freedom…

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