We can reach a time in relationships where the luster has worn off. Where the other; a friend or significant other, has become like an old familiar warm and worn coat. Nothing special anymore but handy when we need it and occasionally we will need to mend a missing button or sew up a rip.
We don't think about it often and just reach out and expect that it will be there when we need it. In the manner of old coats they always seem to almost magically collect bits and pieces from the past. One pocket contains an shinny pebble picked up on a far away pristine beach of dazzling white sand. The other a faded and creased photo of laughing faces under the sheltering arms of an oak tree. Pinned to one collar is a faded pin that has almost lost all of its original color.
Treasures one and all of some of the magically moments in our lives and preserved but forgotten. Time has a way of doing that. The way of the world gives us no certainty of what will happen next. We may say goodbye never realizing that it may be the last one.
What would we have wished to say to them before they left forever? What would we wish to have left unsaid? How would we want to remember the last time we were together?
All we have is right now. Make it count.