Homer has ability and intellect I don’t and I likely never will… He has interests, that once caught my eye, but quickly got bored with…

Homer likes puzzles… Be it words or pictures, he likes solving the puzzles…

For me it is a tedious task that doesn’t stimulate me in anyway as there is no challenge and that is something I never really understood, until my memory trigger November 7, 2017…

Starting the journey out of amnesia is much like the picture above… It’s billions if not trillions of memory that is missing and because of the edetic ability, I know it is missing… Thus the conversation with Freda in 2010, letting her know I was missing memory…

I just didn’t tell her what I was missing… (The expression on her face during that conversation haunts me today, her stare was as empty as Trumps eyes, very cold, no soul, no light)…

It is getting close to being 58 years since I lost those memories, that haunt my waking hours, not out of fear, but of wanting to fill the void that has been empty for so long and knowing, that void will stay a chasm in my memory files… Forever torched to ashe’s…

58 years of not remembering the only brother I truly had… 2 years now he has been gone and he died for so many of the wrong reasons…

Big Springs, Texas… Every time we traveled between Mena and Las Cruces, we stopped there, for no other reason, than to see if it would trigger my memories…

All I ever felt was anxious those 4 stops we made… Our last one in 2010… We never went through Texas again, even in our move to here…

It feels strange and it feels sad, knowing that all the damage done to so many lives to keep a secret that was never a secret…

Sound familiar???…

As for the above picture…

It hangs in Homer’s room, his next puzzle is only 3,000 pieces… The one on the wall, won’t be repeated…

I remember… I hope he does…

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