Thursday, August 11, 2011

Day 11

Michigan Christmas (I'd bet it was right after the Day 10 photo), maybe 2005. Which would explain why wearing that cute coat instead of the body length parka that I wear today.

Michigan at Christmas is always a little tricky for me. Even now, I still miss California, and being with my family, and the Southern California weather. But, I like going to Michigan because it's getting to know a younger James. There's a feeling like wind whistling through trees as I wander through rooms that used to belong to teenage James, there's a history that I can't know, can only feel in the floorboards and the door frames. In the streets and the stoplights and the libraries. Even after he's gone, he's still there.

1 comment:

  1. my father passed away earlier this year and my mother is trying to sell the house that i grew up in. i don't want to lose the same feelings that you are talking about. it makes me sad that a portion of my own history might be gone soon.