been forever leaving.
time can get away from us so easily, can't it?
my two year mark grows ever nearer, and that milestone makes me think about not necessarily what i leave behind but what i keep leaving behind. i don't think i've ever grown roots, not to a place, nor a person. of course, when you pot a plant, it can grow roots and thrive. but i'm not sure i even had a chance in my own head to remain mobile and still hang on. the only thing that has ever made me want to cling and dig deeper into the soil around me is having fallen in love and married my crazy awesome husband.
anyway, as i was saying, time. about a year ago, i was working in a small team for a charity, and i met this couple. unmarried and she was pregnant, barely showing. a few weeks later, the team dissolved, and i only ran into them once a month or so after with her bulging belly. i had forgotten all about them and their hand woven linens, their dreads, their little ones.
a couple of weeks ago, we were walking through busy city centre. from about twenty feet, i recognized him and his missus. i smiled, and they smiled... on our way to wherever we all were heading. i turned to follow them with my gaze, and strapped to her back, i saw the bright blue eyes of a chubby six month old baby.
they had been a couple whom i had known briefly and only slightly acquainted with their ways, but i, in my head, only knew her pregnant, only knew him as joe .. not a father. i hadn't run into them even once in the past year in this small town. strange how time lets you forget and morph people in your head. it was a beautiful baby, and i didn't even think to think that that baby had been born.
i've been here longer than intended, but i'm sure it's only the time that was intended.
my two year mark grows ever nearer, and that milestone makes me think about not necessarily what i leave behind but what i keep leaving behind. i don't think i've ever grown roots, not to a place, nor a person. of course, when you pot a plant, it can grow roots and thrive. but i'm not sure i even had a chance in my own head to remain mobile and still hang on. the only thing that has ever made me want to cling and dig deeper into the soil around me is having fallen in love and married my crazy awesome husband.
anyway, as i was saying, time. about a year ago, i was working in a small team for a charity, and i met this couple. unmarried and she was pregnant, barely showing. a few weeks later, the team dissolved, and i only ran into them once a month or so after with her bulging belly. i had forgotten all about them and their hand woven linens, their dreads, their little ones.
a couple of weeks ago, we were walking through busy city centre. from about twenty feet, i recognized him and his missus. i smiled, and they smiled... on our way to wherever we all were heading. i turned to follow them with my gaze, and strapped to her back, i saw the bright blue eyes of a chubby six month old baby.
they had been a couple whom i had known briefly and only slightly acquainted with their ways, but i, in my head, only knew her pregnant, only knew him as joe .. not a father. i hadn't run into them even once in the past year in this small town. strange how time lets you forget and morph people in your head. it was a beautiful baby, and i didn't even think to think that that baby had been born.
i've been here longer than intended, but i'm sure it's only the time that was intended.