In Lord of the Rings, the last one, the four hobbits finally get to go home. They set out together and they go home together but they didn't stay together throughout the whole journey. Each hobbit suffered and went through stuff and grew and learned lessons by themselves out there. And then they come back. And there's this scene when they're in hobbiton and everything else is the same there. Everyone is happy and cheerful and wonderful. And the hobbits sit there and look around obviously different. And then they grab a drink and toast to each other. Shortly after that scene one gets married and a few years later, one moves away. For me, I know this is different, but it makes me think of my friends from my church. We were young, youthful beings. We grew there and were tight. But then, we kinda ventured out. We went on seperate journeys. But we all also return. However, returning sometimes feel like that scene where nothing else has changed around the hobbits, but the hobbits have changed. We can't recreate the past. We all have individually grown and changed in one way or another. It's strange. And sometimes people leave the group for good. And some are going or have gotten married. It's all different and only in matter of a few year time span. When you're in the beginning moments, you think it'll last forever. Being young and making waffles in the fellowship hall and playing kickball or soccer. Nights where you can stay later and you want to and are excited to be allowed to. And then fast forward and you're older and you'll go to village inn or Buffalo Wild Wings together and drink sodas and toast to each other on occasion but you won't go back to waffle making and kickball and wanting to stay later even though you actually can do that on a regular basis now.
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Some of us try to, but everyone learns eventually that;
You can't pick up the threads to an old life.
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