5 minutes. Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010.
I didn't write about it in July but if I only have 5 minutes I would write about a hug.
One hug that lasted over 30 minutes.
It was July. It was the last weekend I would have to make the drive from the place I considered home back to the place I so badly wanted to leave.
B returned from the lake and was fixing my mom's air conditioner and I stopped to see him. We hadn't had a chance, aside from a little time at the lake over Memorial Day, to be alone and just talk. Just the two of us, in person, in quite some time.
So nice to have an in-person conversation, to catch up on all the things we thought we had shared but realized we hadn't talked about or had just barely scratched the surface. Sometimes the phone or bbm just doesn't give you all the details.
But soon it was time for us to go. He to a dinner with his dad, me a date with the highway that took me to where I didn't want to be.
He pulled me into a hug and held me there. So tight. After a minute or two I went to pull away and he pulled me back in and there we stayed. For over a half an hour.
Two people wrapped in each others arms.
Friendship and love for two people that despite friendship and love will never be anything else.
That is a feeling I never want to forget.