Being home this past year has led me to look back at my past and reflect on my own childhood and how I grew up. My home used to be full of life and activity, there was always something going on. Birthday parties, games, and having people over constantly consumed my childhood. I was never alone and always had someone to be with. Now, however, now my home is empty and silent. No more laughter filling the hallways or screaming - you can hear a needle drop now. Each room and area in my home brings back certain memories that completely consume me.  As I walk through my home now I can see my younger self dancing on tables or celebrating years of life, being happy, being with my family. I chose to photograph these places that used to be full of life but are now empty and silent. These images help me to reflect on how much I have grown and changed over the years. I used to be able to walk into my backyard and believe it was home of all toys and that I could do anything here - now it’s empty to me. All these spaces are just vacant and lifeless.