My childhood home. Leaving this house in 2008, it was in good condition as we bid farewell. It served as the backdrop to my entire childhood, nurturing me until I turned 18. A sanctuary amidst the chaos of my parents’ early separation, my mother single-handedly raised us within these walls. Echoes of laughter and love reverberated through its rooms, shielding me from the outside world. Returning now, I am met with a sight that pierces my heart - the decay and neglect of a place once filled with warmth and joy. Yet, in this moment of sorrow, a profound realization dawns upon me. Material possessions and structures may crumble with time, but the memories forged within these walls are eternal. This home belongs to a bank now. As I stand amidst the remnants of what once was, I am reminded that life’s true treasures lie not in the bricks and mortar that surround us, but in the intangible legacy of love and memories that endure forever. Always remember where you came from. #home#wv#child...