But for me? For me it's a place to reconnect... Outside sipping an ice coffee or perhaps a freshly squeezed orange juice as an occasional train rumbles by, or trucks roar past... pausing delightful conversation until we can clearly hear each other once again:
People that have weaved in and out of the tapestry of my life... coloring it, defining it, sometimes intertwining, then slowly slipping away again.
People who have had huge influences on my day-to-day life.
People I have lost contact with over the course of four years of college.
People who may never again have the same role as they once did, but who still open my mind to new thoughts as we talk about our lives NOW in the present.
This got me thinking about the fact that people often weave into my life for a season. That often they don't stay long, or as long as I wish they did. During that particular season they mean the world to me. They are my world. But as time passes and seasons change, their influence might lessen. It doesn't meant that they are no longer people I value. Rather, I value them more because they have defined a season of life.
I frequently feel responsible to stay in contact with anyone and everyone I once knew. It didn't take long to realize that is unrealistic. impossible. I began to wear out as I was constantly trying to keep everyone close. I assumed that if we were no longer close, it implied we had had a "falling out." But I have realized that it doesn't have to be that way. Relationships change. And that's okay.
As I transition to a new place, a new life, and a new world, a beautiful season comes to a close. My relationships will ebb and flow. Some strengthen. Some lessen. And that's okay.
I do, however, love a good catch-up... so you might just find me back in town, sitting at a familiar place, catching up with a familiar face.
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