The Open Highway

The omniscient “they” say that people come into our lives for a “season, reason or a lifetime”, and for the most part, I have found this to be very true. Perhaps the difficulty lies in deciphering which place each individual holds in our realm. There have been times that I have mistakenly thought that a particular friend was surely a lifetime pal, only, in retrospect , to discover that s/he was merely around for a season, maybe even a reason, but his or her absence negates the possibility of a lifetime.
Sometimes it’s hard to just let go, reasoning within the deep recesses of my mind, that there might still be further reasons or seasons, maybe even that a lifetime is not yet lost. I coddle myself at times, I see, because I don’t want to believe that it is some fault of my own that this has been lost. At other times, I rationalize that there was no real “love lost” anyway, as I bring to mind trails of deceit, usury and betrayal. And while all of this may be true, it is the lack of closure that has me to even ponder any of this at all.
I may not know if you were a reason or a season, and I keep in mind it may differ for us both. For I can see how a season for me, may be a reason for you, and vice versa. Sometimes it is not entirely clear what that reason may have been (especially if it is not my own), nor why a particular season has come to a close…. And then…
Again, as “they say… hindsight is always 20/20”, and it is often during this retrospective phase, that I can see clearly how this “friend” could have never lasted a lifetime, (and if I can get real quiet and still within myself, these are the “friends” whom I always somehow knew were only around for a bit). Perhaps I hear of the slanderous, spiteful remarks made by the one time buddy, and realize that s/he could have never cared as so professed. Or maybe we pass on the open highway, and I only receive a cold, closing window, rather than a nod or wave of amicable recognition. Even still, s/he was once someone whom I considered to be a friend, someone I spent time with and entrusted with personal information. So, I let it go, I move on… forgive and forget… remembering that there was still a reason, season or perhaps even both, for which that person entered, and thus, exited my life.