Past and Future - Weekend Reflections

There is something so warm and friendly about home.  This is home to me.  Our home is over 100 years old. I often reflect upon the woman who once cooked there over a wood stove--the one still outside our kitchen door.  I think about the bread she baked, rolling it out over the green marbled surface I now use as my desk top.  The aroma of baking bread would have filled the entire neighborhood.  I wonder what Christmas was like here, over a century before I arrived.

Reflections of past and the future interlaced here in my home.

When I walk through The Abandoned, the contrast between home and this place strikes me.  Emptiness reigns in the present.  One wonders about its past--and what the future will hold.

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WARNING: Think twice about visiting The Abandoned without permission. You risk getting arrested for trespassing.

Broken

Walking through this place is a moving experience.  Everywhere shivers of glass cover the floors.  Awful language and dirty pictures cover the walls.  Sometimes one can find exquisite artwork there, too--and sometimes--once in awhile one can find an interesting reflection.

Somehow this photo--with my own face reflected back through all that brokenness--has a special meaning to me today.  I am grateful for the broken places in my life.  This brokenness has made me who I am. It will influence my life for the rest of the years yet to be lived.


NOTE: If you intend to visit The Abandoned, be sure to get permission from the owners first. If you do not have permission to visit this property, you could be arrested for trespassing.