Moving to a new city implied a lot of friends from the previous city, would gradually lose touch, gradually move on and fade into oblivion. My life is full of these moves; shifts of places, friends, and emotions. Every move I have made (I have made a few) has resulted in letting go of myself - losing old friends and gaining new ones, defining and redefining love, healing to be hurt again – all in an expression of life! .
And then there are some friendships and relationships that just stick on. Like the fog of a winter day they just linger on, swarm and surround me warmly long enough that we can meet after a season and just carry on where we left off. Memories, which are a warm blanket o