I was blessed to grow up in a place that is probably the closest thing to paradise on the east coast of the United States. We had everything; mountains, oceans, forests, and an idyllic small town where everybody knew your name. I grew up in a place with a sense of community that cared for its people. I knew it then, but I really know it now.
I Still live very close to that place and even have cause to go there from time to time, but a few days ago I was passing through and I saw it clearly for the first time in years. It has changed. The geography is the same, but the town feels different. I can only hope those pillars of citizenship and community are still there somewhere.
I recently heard this song and it reminded of my childhood and this place from the past.When I listen to the lines below I swear the song could have been written about me:
“My Daddy’s getting older now, but son he’s still as tough as ever
Him and my little boy are best friends now wish it could last forever
My Mommas still the one I talk to when I need advice
She never ever let me down, god what will I do when she’s not around.”
Tiptoeing Around The Abyss 