When my parents reminisce over moments long, long ago, they always mention how they feel it had happened just the day before. I’d always assumed that was a hyperbole. But now, I think back to one of the final days of 10th grade, and it truly feels like yesterday.
As effective as my camouflage tactics were, two jarring words eventually reached my ears: “Where’s Jenny?” That simple phrase forced me to muster up just enough courage to allow myself to be hugged (though never hugging back), before seeking a new safe haven.
The musical ‘Fun Home,’ based on Alison Bechdel’s best-selling memoir by the same name, layers moments of consequence with lighter flashbacks to the main character Alison’s childhood.
Goodbyes are always hard, and one never really gets used to saying them.
A winter migration to Florida, and a first taste of the inevitable move away from a childhood home.
It might be easy to shrug off feelings you’re feeling because you think that a certain situation doesn’t apply to you, but you shouldn’t.
Growing up has not been all I expected it to be. Although I don’t necessarily want to return to a time without the privileges I now enjoy, I do feel nostalgia for those earlier, carefree days.
