You Remember the Moments

Sometimes I catch myself remembering people who once shared a season of my life. Friends from school, companions from travels, the teammates who shared bus rides, and decades of kickoffs with me. We were close for a time. We talked for hours, we experienced unique things together, we felt connected in a way that was real and alive.

And then, gradually, life moved on.

I like to look back on those seasons fondly. Because no one comes into our life by chance; each meeting has its cause, and each separation has its effect. What we shared belonged to that moment. It had its reason. And when that reason completed itself, the current carried us elsewhere.