I wrote this in May of 2019, and just stumbled upon it in my drafts again. It was a nice reminder that we’re all connected, even when we’re apart. I hope it brings you a little bit of light.
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Does a connection with somebody ever really die?
I was thinking again this morning how every single person who’s touched our lives in some way or another is connected to us.
I mean, you may not speak to one another, you may not even be friends online, but at one point in time they made enough of an impression on your life to remain in your memory.
It’s fascinating.
Of course, I do think that some connections fade. They die, or are severed.
Some you don’t want to be connected to at all.
The good ones though. Those connections, those memories, are the ones that shine.
I think of all the random people we encounter and nod to, smile at, wave to.
Hell, even the people we pretend we don’t see so we can walk by without interacting.
It’s as if there are these thin little strands of light connecting everyone, even if only briefly.
I think of my family and friends. All the people I’ve ever cared about.
When I think of all of my memories with each of them, it’s as if the entire world lights up like a million brilliant lightbulbs.
These massive strands of light connecting me to them.
Even when we’re terrible at keeping in touch, even when we’re far apart, or nearby but feeling far.
So many connections.
So much light.
I think I’ll try to remember that next time the world feels dark.
Remind myself of all the light that’s radiating out from each of us, reaching towards one another, connecting.
So anyway, here’s me, sending this thin strand of light out towards you today too. Just in case you need it.
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Gracefully Honest 