holding hands

Has this ever happened to you? An image burns itself onto your brain and won’t let go… or maybe a tune … but this time an image…a snapshot of life.

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A friend had invited colleagues over for lunch – a very special lunch and one he does well… and it was a good time…connecting with colleagues who are also friends. The weather was perfect and it was a good time.  One couple got up to leave and I watched as they made their way to their car.  Holding hands.  As only a long-married couple can. Sure of their relationship - sure of their love for each other -  not caring that they looked like teenagers in love.

We used to do that.

Not always, but often.   And watching this couple brought home to me, again, the finality of Glenn’s death.

I’m not jealous that they have something I no longer do – but saddened. Missing what was. Holding hands – such a simple thing and yet it speaks volumes.

It was also a reminder that I don’t know what the future holds for me… I haven’t figured it out yet…I’m still not sure how to even begin. But that’s for later…

For now… that image is burned into my brain. Holding hands, holding on to the past the present and the future as only two people who love each other can……

Holding hands……….