Remnants of Life Gone By
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I found myself in a lovely home, rummaging through remnants of life gone by.  As I made my way around the 2nd floor towards the attic, this image was the only thing I noticed.

I stood for a while, thinking about the people who called this place home.  Wondering about who they were, how they loved, and all the thoughts and feelings that must have occurred as they once stood where I was now standing.

As I contemplated their lives, I couldn't help but contemplate my own. Attempting to come to terms with the fact that one day, someone just as myself would be walking through my home. They would be rummaging through what was once my life and collecting what was once my memories.

When this day comes, my only hope is that what remains, has a way of telling a beautiful story of what was once a beautiful life.

A tumbleweed soul, with the heart of an oak. Growing roots in Richmond, Virginia.