I watched a movie once and there was a quote in the middle by the main character, this quote distracted me, so much so that when I watched it again this weekend I realised how much I missed the first time.
It’s a funny thing about comin’ home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You’ll realize what’s changed is you. - Benjamin Button
I live 3 hours away from the closest city, and this weekend my best friend who is more like a sister came to visit me. This friend of mine is the closest thing I have to a sister or sibling in fact.
We grew up together, only a few houses away from each other in a lower class suburb. Both in single parent families and this was the attraction between the two of us when we first met at 9 years old. We have spent the next 13 years disecting and analyzing the differences between us and everyone else we knew. Trying to make sence of every situation our parents have put us in and what effect it had on us socially, emotionally, spiritually and every other way.
Everytime we see each other memories crash their way back into my psyche like a head on collision and I spend the next how ever long trying investigate the cause of the accident. Issuing hefty fines to all involved parties.
Saturday night, after we had debriefed on the 4 hour collision clean up, I couldnt stop thinking about this movie quote. You see, everytime I go back to my childhood home I realise that the life I have built for myself as an adult can at times make going home even harder.
This weekend I wondered why, and havent been able to come up with an answer yet. Even after another day of investigation and disecting.
Maybe another visit another time I will come up with the answer….or maybe I will just have another question.
