Flashes of the past đ¸
Let it go.
But it is a boomerang,Â
a yo-yo, the laundry pile,Â
the animals from Homeward Bound,Âalways coming back.
Perhaps there isÂ
still healing yetÂ
to happen.
Is there something that just wonât leave you alone? Or, as a commenter said on a recent advice column I wrote about self-judgmentâa âshame flashbackâ? I wonder if thereâs a way we can ask those little moments what they still need from us, because theyâre lingering for a reason. Sometimes, they just want to be seen fully.