I still think it’s incredible how feelings can re-emerge, even after a number of years.
Maybe I don’t have much of a lesson to offer today, just a realization.
Some things are sweet. They are sacred to you in some way, and for some reason. And maybe—not for any reason at all.
It’s almost as if the sweetness is preserved by time. The gaps between goodbyes and hellos hang thick, but when it’s taken out of the jar and spread, it’s clear as day. The consistency is just a little heavy at first, naturally, from all that time just sitting. But after what seems like only a small moment, everything becomes easy again. Everything seems brand new; never opened.
Their presence, your time with them—it’s special. You don’t get it very often. Time and distance has separated you. And that’s just how life goes sometimes, and it sucks. But somehow, you always find your way back, even after all this time.
I don’t really know where I’m going with this.
But here’s what I think.
Some things remain sweet because they are contained.
Some things stay sweet purely because of the nature of what they are, and the way things are. Some things shouldn’t be pursued, or re-hashed, or even hashed.
Some things are just meant to be a treat.
They should just be appreciated. Cherished. Loved.
Accept it as it comes.
Maybe it’s ripening, maybe it’s not.
One day, it may overflow with joy and question and possibility.
But until that day—if the day ever comes—just appreciate. Relish in the sweet. Live in the moment.
Until next time.