I have often thought of someone . . . and then ask myself . . . where did they go? There were bloggers that I followed, that I looked forward to reading. Writers who shared a little bit of themselves, or visions of who they wanted us to think they were. People that shared humor, heartaches, stories of everyday life. And suddenly they are gone. Just an empty nothing where their words used to move me. Sometimes they tell us their plans, but mostly not. Where did they go? Did they stop writing? I don't believe so. Did something happen? I miss some of them. I wonder about them. I remember their stories. But there is no way to find them. No name, address or phone number.
The same is true of people that we meet in different times of our lives. We meet, share experiences, become friends. We share love, share goals, experiences. And then . . . Life brings changes. We age. Change jobs. Form new relationships. Have children. Change ideas, beliefs. Get more interests. Get closer to God, move away from God. Open our world more. Close our world more. Move. Become parent to our parents. Lives go in all different directions. We begin to run out of time. We waste time, juggle time. Fall to illness. Take care of others. Neglect ourselves. Get to know death more frequently. Make choices, on our own or the influence of others. Sometimes the time together is long. Sometimes not.
It is true . . . people are in our lives for a reason, a season. I wish them all well. Whatever they are doing. I wish them happy times, love and great adventures. For that is how I see them. Like a crab that has outgrown it's shell, never to return. Because you can't go back. Appreciate the moment, however long it is.
