Broad brush strokes paint pictures lacking little dust and colour from yesteryear.
Imagined ‘what if’s’ and ‘must have beens’ fill in empty spaces.
Visiting with a someone that was there ~ growing up and growing into ~
dips the brush into other colours, suggesting sound and fury.
Some memories stream frightening or painful moments forward into light of to-day.
Given enough time and a kinder life, openings into the past may arrive.
Until they do, many questions can wait.
“The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.”
~ L.P.Hartley, The Go-Between
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