Wishing You Were Here

Wishing You Were Here

Beyond the Familiar
As I sit here, surrounded by the unfamiliar yet mesmerizing sights and sounds of a world so different from our little hometown, my thoughts often drift back to you. It's a strange feeling, a blend of gratitude and a subtle, lingering sadness. I've been blessed with opportunities to explore, to taste life in its myriad flavors – far beyond the simplicity of hot dogs and cheeseburgers. Yet, in this vast expanse of experiences, there's a space where I wish you stood, experiencing it all with me.

Life has a way of sweeping us into adulthood, where responsibilities and routines become our comfort zone. I see it in the choices you've made – getting married, raising kids, and staying within the familiar boundaries of our hometown. And while there's beauty and honor in that, I can't help but feel a pang of wishfulness. I wish you could see what I see, feel what I feel in these foreign lands where even a metaphorical gesture like having our feet showered in admiration feels so humbling and surreal.

Sometimes, in first class, I sense that subtle air of 'not belonging.' The service can be unexpectedly sour, a reminder that we're visitors in a world that's not quite ours. But you know what? I tackle it with kindness. It's a lesson I wish we could have learned together – how to navigate spaces that seem out of reach, yet are just as much ours to experience.

The adult mindset you've embraced, it feels prematurely limiting. Life isn't just about waiting for retirement, or for the kids to grow up, or for a life-changing event like a divorce to jolt us into living. It's about seizing the moment now, not later. My path may be forward-moving, but I often look back, thinking of how different it could have been if you'd taken that leap with me.

But here's the thing – it's never too late. The world is vast, and its wonders are endless. There's so much to see, to learn, to experience. And while I traverse this journey, part of me will always wish you were here, right beside me, reveling in the gifts that life has to offer.


So, to you, my dear friend, I say: the world awaits. It's never backwards to step out and explore; it's simply another path forward. And who knows? Maybe one day, our paths will converge in some distant land, and we'll share stories of all that we've seen and learned – together. Until then, I carry you with me in spirit, in every new adventure, in every unfamiliar street, in every sunset that reminds me of home.

With hope and a touch of sadness,

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