There is a person who drops into my life occasionally. There was a time when they were an integral part of my life, someone who was there, giving support and encouragement every day. But then things changed and they were no longer around--something that brought a great deal of pain to us both.
It has been years since then, yet on occasion, they appear again, filling up my heart and soul like rain on a parched ground. I try to enjoy the visit, holding my breath out of fear of them leaving again. And just when I think they will stay, and I relax and let my breath out and start to breathe again, they are gone.
Today is one of those days.
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