connections.

Recently, I'm being reminded of people once in my life, that are no longer. 

You know, that simple human feeling of missing. That wanting desperation.

To put it plainly, I'm missing people.

I'm not sure what brought it on. But lately I've been having dreams, and I wake up with that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. These individuals that were once such a big part of my life, that I shared so many memories with. 

I was going through a Rubbermaid container that I have full of momentos over the years, looking for specific art prints that I thought I had stuffed between books to keep from getting wrinkled when I moved. I stumbled upon a bunch of photos etc. from my Grant MacEwan days. Those were some great years for me. I sat in my kitchen, thinking about how much my life has changed since then. Almost all of the people that were in my life at that time are no longer a part of it. And I'm no longer immersed in 24/7 artwork. And I miss it. All of it.

So how do we get past missing the great things that we once had? Do we move on, or try to get it back...

We encounter many people in our lives. Some pass by, and others touch you and change things forever. 

I'm not necessarily talking about a romance, but of friendships that are meant to be. Of people that you have a connection with that can't be explained; it just is.

When those friendships are found, it's special. Something that shouldn't be thrown to the wayside. Those connections are often few and far between. 

When they are found, hold on.

J.