Go back to where you played. Back to where your laughs still echo against the walls. Go back to where you fell. Back to where your tears still stain the floor.
Go back to where you read. Back to where your childhood books are still cherished on the shelves. Go back to where you collected treasures. Back to where your childhood memories are still kept in boxes.
And if the ones that played with you to make you laugh. Picked you up to wipe your tears. Brought you books to read to you. And created fond memories for you to go back to – year after year after year.
If they are still there. Linger a while, and have a good visit, a good talk, and a good laugh.
For life always allows us time to love, so long as life is still around.