While traveling through a small town I was shocked and saddened to see a shell of an old building. The building had been gutted by fire. The evident age of the building presents its historical significance. A history that was erased for the next generation by an all-consuming fire, a history now only preserved in photos and recollection.
The structure was once a local watering hole. People gathering to share stories with each other, mixing in their laughter with the friend or stranger next to them. Now this once bustling building stands empty. Void of life. Surrounded by a safety fence. What will become of it now? Torn down I suppose, to be forgotten in time.
What does a building really signify to a community? It is just mortar and bricks, not a living breathing organism. Yet our memories are tied directly to tactile objects that stir in us those repressed feelings, thoughts, and senses. Recalling a special event in our lives or even just a quick hide away from the day-to-day of our lives. Physical items serve as anchors for our memories.
Embrace what is here and now but be ready to let go of the “things” that tether us to this world. Life is out there, happening every day. Enjoy all your life has to offer!