Have you ever experienced going back to a place you lived after years have passed? Have you gone through the stirring deep emotion that goes with such an experience?
This little street in a little village in North Lebanon holds so many life changing memories for me. It was along this street that I walked day after day alone but for my thoughts and a little stone I used to kick along the whole way from home to the little shop that sold anything, everything and my favorite 5 pennies ice cream cone; a 15 minute walk that took me more than an hour to complete. I remember walking along that road and letting my mind drift and dream in Arabic save for a single word that kept resonating in my mind strangely in English: ‘determined’!
It remains one of those mysteries of life, unexplained, strange and precious…
11 replies on “Day Eight~ February 8th~ Lebanon”
Mimo, this is a great start to what promises to be a beautiful series. I’m eagerly looking forward to following it!
Thank you very much! Great to make contact with you!
Very haunting and beautiful photo, Mimo, and lovely post. Home lies within, I think, or at least stays with us there.
Thank you! Yes, so true!
Lovely photos and nice memories. It is amazing how places we once lived stir within us when we visit them.
yes, it is strange isn’t it? So much emotion is involved with those memories
such a beautiful area, I loved the description of your walk home.. i walked to and from school along a beach.. sandals stuffed in my bag! imagine! c
The top photo seems so sad.. I have several times gone back to places and have always been struck by the massive changes that have taken place, both in the places and in myself.
so true! It happens to all of us, a very unsettling feeling…
How beautiful! The first looks like a painting!