Today I found myself at the Rail Road tracks. The same tracks my dad would make it a point to drive by in hopes we would get stopped by a train. The same tracks i had pictures taken on after my divorce. And today I was there with a dear friend. We laughed.We cried. And as she takes on this new long and scary road in life I am reminded that the tracks take the old and the new. You can walk it in hopes it will take you to new places. You can hop a train in hopes it could take you back to where it was all comfortable once before. I look at the place. The place where i had so many memories flood me today. And I made it a point after taking her pictures so sit and get stopped by a train. So i could sit and finish crying with her in silence and have some tears of my own. And finish laughing at what her and I thought was funny and then had some laughs of my own. Then I just finished sitting there in a much needed silence. I needed to clear my head. I needed to sit and listen to the loud train rush by and realize that was the silence I have needed for so long. It was the perfect Sunday.
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