Flashbacks

In an instant I go from scrolling through Facebook to being back there. 4-5 years old....Alice's boyfriend is furious. He's hitting me, pushing me, picking me up he throws me hard I hit the back of the closet. Hangers fall down on me he picks up one and hits me in the face. Then leaves the room..I sit there shaking, not sure what to do. I can hear talking in the living room. I peek down the skinny hallway. I can see Alice gesturing. My heart stops. He sees me. I start running towards the back of the trailer. Then all the sudden I feel it...weird, sharp, pain. I fall to the ground. It was an iron. He threw an iron at me... That is my earliest childhood memory.  It has been years since I had a flashback of things that happened during my childhood. This one hit me hard tonight. Out of the blue and BOOM! I am right back there. It is weird to me that all these years pass and yet moments like that can still stop me in my tracks.  I've never let the past define me and yet these moments can still happen. Maybe it's God's way of reminding us how far we've come.