It’s weird when you’re back in the city or town you’ve grown up in after a long absence and you suddenly discover just how much you’ve changed.
You know that some things are the same but boy, you realise that he experiences you’ve had have changed you forever.
Forgiving someone like I did recently when they apologised for their behaviour last year was the start of this process I can only begin to describe as transformation.
And there’s nothing like returning to a place where you no longer live to show you that all the problems and stress and worry that you had last year and in the past few years means nothing anymore. It’s totally irrelevant now and it feels almost as though it occurred in a parallel universe.
I’m not saying I will forget, but I do know that it no longer bothers me. It’s past.