This is beautifully held. The way you write about change feels neither sentimental nor hardened, but honest about what growth actually costs. I was especially moved by the bell as both a literal call home and a symbol of a season that did its work and could then be laid down.
There is real grace in how you let the past remain meaningful without asking it to keep functioning. Carrying home as a foundation rather than a destination feels deeply true.
And the other fact of it all is that some people don’t have the ability to go back to their childhood home due to moving, selling, destruction, etc. So I am blessed I can come back to my home where my parents still reside.
This is beautifully held. The way you write about change feels neither sentimental nor hardened, but honest about what growth actually costs. I was especially moved by the bell as both a literal call home and a symbol of a season that did its work and could then be laid down.
There is real grace in how you let the past remain meaningful without asking it to keep functioning. Carrying home as a foundation rather than a destination feels deeply true.
And the other fact of it all is that some people don’t have the ability to go back to their childhood home due to moving, selling, destruction, etc. So I am blessed I can come back to my home where my parents still reside.