PROLOGUE

“Forever united, here somehow.” – My Life Would Suck Without You, Kelly Clarkson

Some places hold more than just a memory. They carry pieces of who we used to be, and sometimes they remember us more clearly than we remember ourselves. The spots I kept coming back to, and the places that once felt like home. I’ve come to believe that even when people leave, certain places keep a part of us. They wait quietly, hoping to be remembered and felt again. 

This chapter is about the spaces that held me, even when I didn’t realize it.