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Love the smell of the baking bread....smell of the oak trees

the smile of the people warm my heart

Two years have passed since last I have been to my Town. I looked at the houses, trees, streets, people....rush of emotions came through me...
It is my childhood that has been shaped in this small village that is not small anymore...Some people passed away...some people get married
some living somewhere else. Life is so different for me as outsider looking at town that once upon time was part of my life.
Without judging I went across town looking for faces that once I knew....The person at the pastry shop that I used to stop by and get all pastry.
At the grocery where My mom used to send me to get Milk and fruits and vegetables. Wow we used to have more responsibility than our children
now days. Some people recognized me right away...some people took a glance and two then came back and hugged me.
Well the truth is that I don't recognize most of the people anymore. All the new generation has different needs and desires that My old self
doesn't fit their anymore.

Posted by NAGATTRAVEL 16:11 Archived in Israel

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