Finding Ladson

So, I use to have dreams about trying to go back and find my teenage home in Ladson, SC...but in my dreams I could never quite find it....

Yesterday, I actually went to Ladson....I found the house.  Looking at it, I started remembering every little thing about that house, and sneaking out!!  I drove around the neighborhood and found the club house where the gong show was...

I found the pond...that pond...Looking across the pond I saw the house...not my old house, but his house...The house of horrors, the house of pain, the haunted house....the house that kept me from finding Ladson in my dreams...

Everything looked so small, different, but it had been over 30 yrs since I had been there...

I drove into Charleston...still a stunningly beautiful city...but looking at the islands around...one island in particular...the island of pain, the island of horrors, the haunted Island, brought back some memories...but so many more are locked up in my brain...

The fear I had about seeing Ladson, Charleston, was not really realized...what a relief

I can only hope that those memories stayed locked up...