full circle.

Today my parents are in Linz. To discover for themselves the country, the city and the people who so captured my heart and perhaps understand how that year changed me.
Today I also went on a bit of journey of my own. A journey that took me past all the places I ever lived in Hobart, following so many old memories and a life that seems so distant at time I wonder if it really was mine. In all it’s been a strange weekend, much of it spent rediscovering the past and trying to understand how it fits with the present, how I can live my new life in an old place. It’s a slow process but finally it feels like I am moving on. Yesterday I even managed to turn on the tv and watch my old hockey team play for the first time since my last game almost 4 years ago. Maybe next week I will even make it out to the hockey centre.

I’m still lost, but at least now I am starting to see the way.