The unfolding of my life story is irreversible. I move every few years for my spouse’s job. Each move introduces a new world. Currently, we live in England. I know the Mary who lives in England now can return to New Mexico, but will be irreversibly different than the Mary who last lived there.
At each place, I notice how the landscape shapes my thoughts; the colors seep into my memories, and the light shows in my art. I notice the irreversible change and growth in myself most of all with travel and trips home from my new location.