On holiday between past and present

 But let there be spaces in your togetherness 
and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. 
Love one another but make not a bond of love: 
let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. 
-Khalil Gibran-
 
♡ Introduction 
I wrote this post while I was on holiday which is why it’s in the past tense 😉
There are places where time seems to be “suspended” and going there is like traveling back in time…this is the case with my grandma’s seaside flat: it’s already 31 years that I come back here and, even when a million things have changed, time seems to go by at a different pace over here.
To come here is lovelySince I arrived, I have thought several times about the fact that last year we were here with a barely standing Toddler and nowadays she can run like the wind. Under the bed I found the cup of a very tiny baby bottle and in the beach bag her old toys were still there, as it was just yesterday … instead a long year has gone by.
 
 
As much as I love living abroad, every time I return to Italy I wish I never have to leave. Often I can barely sleep at night; my brain doesn’t want to shut down and a swirl of emotions and thoughts suck me in like a vortex. I think about all the things I want to do, all the people I want to see and about all the food I’d like to eat. Despite that I’m not tired in the morning, just astonished by the power of adrenaline in our body.
 
 
It is so surreal to be here as a mother: the chatter of my grandparents still seems crystal clear, the smell of pesto on the fingers of my Nonna is vivid, the vintage swimming suit of my mother is still carefully folded in the same drawer and the laughs of me and my sisters still bounce from the walls. It is like the past is still very much present, like we could all go back and relive those times again. It is so easy to shed some melancholic tears here, however, I wipe those tears very quickly. After all I couldn’t be more grateful for all those amazing moments. I couldn’t be happier to have the chance of building new memories with my family, in a place so familiar … so precious.
Do you ever feel that way?
 
 

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