Today I am in Erie. My hometown. For a long while Pittsburgh became my home. I would go up to Erie, PA and feel as though I didn't belong. This is a really awful feeling actually. I kept trying to find my love for this small city ignite my heart once again. I would revisit my favorate spots from my youth. All that would come from this is vanishing memories. I am only 29 years old, and it doesn't feel like home should be fading, it should be bold in the pocket of my t-shirt. The boldness should pulse in synch with the rythem of my heart.
However, in July this began to change, the rythem was crying out to me, in memories and thoughts. My father began reaching out to visit more, he even brought my nephews down to Pittsburgh, PA. The visits made me smile, they made me remember how important people are in your lives. How important it is to treat them right and always show your love for them, even when you are angry. This little revelation blew up my brain. I began trying to plan as much time as I could up in Erie.
Two weekends out of the month of September, I went home. I began to remember why I loved Erie, not for the location, but because the people I loved, and loved me lived there. I have started to form a good realtionship with my brother. We actually chat, and try and talk to each other once a week on the phone. We have never done this. I think we both woke up recently to life, and all we have is our father and each other. I love my brother, and I hope to spend more time with him.
Also, he has this little boy David, who I love a lot. I want to spend more time with him. I want to spend more time with my friends here in Pittsburgh too. I don't want to be disolved in ordinary useless things like work, reading books, and watching movies.
Things are begining to change, and for the better. Oh yeah this photo is of one of my favorite places to eat, Pufferbelly's. This is an old fire station, it has neat artifacts and the food and atmosphere is great. I used to eat here once a month with my families for their Sunday Brunches.
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