Change

When you finally go back to your old home,

you find it wasn't the old home you missed,

but your childhood.

~ Sam Ewing

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Things change.  Places change.  We change.  Others change.  Language changes.  Memories change.

 

Change is good.  Change is freedom.  Change is scary.

 

Sometimes we can understand - or at least make our own meaning - about why things change.  Sometimes we can't really understand the changes in our world.  And not being able to understand adds mystery and opportunity as well as anxiety to our lives.  Two sides of the coin.  Wait, I listed three things.  Three sides to the weird-shaped coin.

 

Anyway, the other day Leslie and I were watching the news.  They were reporting on a home invasion in the Pittsburgh area.

 

Me:  When did they start calling them "home invasions?"

 

LL:  What did they used to call them?

 

Me:  I don't know...  "Breaking and entering?"

 

LL:  I'm not sure.  It's like how they used to call stewardesses "stewardesses."

 

Yes.  Yes it is a LOT like that.