Some days are bad, and some nights. And then you stretch, reach out a little. And someone precious to you reaches back, offers you a hug--long distance, impossible. And though you'd like the real hug, just the offer, so genuine, is enough to move you along for now. You dissolve a little, melting the fear. You sleep.
And in the morning, there's quiet on that long distance line. But the quiet isn't silence. It's just the quiet of two friends, lying in the grass together, holding hands maybe. Long distance, impossible. And yet, still somehow, together, staring up through leaves moving gently in a breeze, faces dappled by sunlight.
Are you okay, honey?
ReplyDeleteOh, Jan! Yeah--I'll email you now. xoxo
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful Amy...I know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteI also know the feeling. Wonderful how friendship can bridge the distance somehow.
ReplyDelete*heart* Funny how un-distant a real long-distance friendship feels! I treasure my un-huggables. :) And I so enjoy seeing them in my dreams, and in text messages, and on Facebook, and walking beside me anytime I'm alone and just happen to think of what they would say. So bittersweet, this life we live. xox
ReplyDeleteOh this is so lovely. I have a few friends just like this x
ReplyDeleteI am a little tired of having so many long distance friends. Just sayin'.
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