The temperature drop had plunged, suddenly, from the slight chill of early fall to the colder sense of late fall. A walk in the crisp air brought a hint of melancholy - not a bad thing, just a chilled feeling as a cold breeze brought with it memories of friendships past, a touch of sadness for those who had once walked alongside, but now walked apart.
Friendships past, those who’d walked in one direction while you walked in the other. You’ve always had difficulty letting go the bonds of friendship. When a friendship is going strong, it feels like it might go on that way forever. But, people change – spirits respond to different calls, hearts harden, words get misconstrued, new roads beckon to the traveller, as friends part and go their separate ways.
All of these thoughts whisper to you sadly as you slowly stroll amongst the slowly dying leaves and flowers on a noontime autumn stroll. Life goes on, as it always does. New friends emerge on the road ahead, new connections get made, new synergies quicken the spirit and lighten the heart.
But this day, in this moment, you feel the sadness, and grieve the friendships lost to time. Remembering brings them back, if only momentarily, as the trace of a smile sneaks up on your face, finally emitting a laugh, and a whispered thanks, for having known such friends who made you whole. In that moment, nothing has been lost. They walk beside you still. Not alone.