I've been working in advance to allow me to continue sharing reviews and reflections about picture books during the past and coming month. That's because of the many hours I've spent so far on MOVING from my long time home back to my home town. I'll be closer to family, reconnect with some long-ago friends, and make new ones, I hope.
Since today is "traveling day", I thought I'd share a version of a poem I wrote many years ago for my parents when they sold the house I/we siblings grew up in. It seems to resonate with many who've experienced ambivalence about stepping away from many years of memories and facing a future of new experiences. I hope you enjoy it. Comments on your own experiences, past and current, are always welcome, including suggestions for picture book recommendations on this topic for any/many ages.
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