The past is not something we can simply place down on a coffee table or leave behind at an airport. The past is a part of us; sometimes for better, mostly for worse, but a part of us nonetheless. To think we can simply “let go” of the past is just as silly as thinking we need to offer up who we are today as sacrificial lambs in order to become who we will be tomorrow. It’s all so tethered and rooted that it feels fluid.
