• Writing

    When Is It Time to Let Go

    When I was young, I was certain that I was in love.  It felt like love, and it is often the tender beginnings of what we assume will lead to a lifelong love and the feelings of which we wish would last forever.  Those feelings of elation and hope and promise which one seeks to capture and hold in hopes that things will never change.  I would have wrapped up those days of my youth in plastic if only to preserve the snapshots and memories in my mind, and perhaps to gaze upon that particular time whenever a certain unidentifiable smell brought be back to those memories. What did I…