Bittersweet Sounds of Home

One of the bittersweet parts of my dissertation research is that I’m continuously reminded of or encountering things that remind me of my childhood homeland: Northwestern Pennsylvania, namely Cook Forest State Park and the forests of the region.

I stumbled on this video today. Ignoring the narrator, I closed my eyes and took in the sounds of the forest, my forest, and was transported back in time. And it hurt. It always hurts, to come so close to a part of one’s self that is in the past.

Alas, here I am sitting on the Canadian Prairies. I suppose I should be thankful that I have something in my life that can elicit such bittersweetness.



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