I am a lucky man. I have great friends, two in particular, both good-looking women; both visited me this summer. Visiting, of course, implies that they don’t live where I live, which is the case. One visit happened last month, the other ended this morning.
So right now I am happy and a little blue at the same time. I’ve got a nice emotional buzz going as I replay details of the most recent visit. We shared many things that mean something to me … music, people, unique adventures, conversation, laughter, wine.
Visits always end, however. It’s a ‘seeya later’ end, not a ‘goodbye’ end, but it is still the end of a few days of good times and that always leave me a little sad. That is probably a normal reaction. I know it will happen in advance but it still surprises me a little when I feel it.
These two women are two of my closest friends. I’ve known one for most of my life and the other for four years. Neither is a girlfriend and it is unlikely that either ever will be in the future, but I have strong feelings for both. Each has played a large role in my self-discovery journey and this summer I was able to share the results of that journey with both.
Although there was a bit of cloudy sadness as I dropped each off at the airport, memories of our little adventures keep my emotions sunny. And I already have tentative plans to see each of them again before the end of the year. That’s a pretty good forecast.