Archive | June, 2014

Weekly Photo Challenge: Between

24 Jun

When I first saw the topic of this photo challenge, these lyrics popped instantly into my head:

…the silence isn’t so bad, til I look at my hands and feel sad because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly… – Owl City, Vanilla Twilight

Florida Sunset, Twilight

This is one of my very favorite songs, even if it does make me sort of happy-sad (yes, that is a thing). It’s about all the things that are between these two people who are in love, who for unknown reasons, can’t be together at that very moment in time. I thought of posting a photo of my hand and the empty spaces, literal symbol of the above lyrics. But that seemed easy and sad and  overdone.

There is a lot of between in my life these days – 3 more work days between me and the weekend, 6 months between us and Christmas Eve, 13.1 miles between the start and finish line of the half marathon I’m training for, 7 years between my youngest sister and I, 1 floor between where I’m typing this blog and where my mom is reading her book, just a wall and window between me and the storm brewing outside. Betweens are everywhere I look, but the worst one by far is the distance between me and the person who holds my heart.

…I’ll watch the night turn light blue, but it’s not the same without you, because it takes two to whisper quietly…

And so, it is a photo I took 3 years ago, when we both lived in Florida, that symbolizes the passing of days, years and time between us. That peaceful moment before the sun fully sets and the moon fully rises, in that perfect moment it’s easy to believe anything is possible. It’s easy to pretend he isn’t far away or that it’s lonely or that I cling to my cell phone because it carries messages between us.

This is a January sunset, taken from my apartment balcony on my way to his apartment. I don’t recall what we did that night, most likely nothing more exciting than watching YouTube or a movie and laughing at the other for silly things they did or said. I miss those nights. Those moments. The farthest distance between us was the walk from my apartment to his, a whole 100 yards or so.

Now there are cell phones and spotty service areas, different work schedules, lives, not-so-great internet connections and hundreds of miles between us. Minutes feel like days, days feel like months, months feel like years and years feel like an eternity when the person you want to hold hands with is at the other end of the country (thankfully still the same time zone).

I am thankful for the planes that take me between here and there.

I will close with this, for now, between is a negative, a thing I desperately want to change. But it’s also a positive. The love and friendship and memories shared between the two of us are constantly growing and evolving and strengthening. And from now until the end of time, I can’t think of a better person to fill the spaces between my fingers. ❤

 

Wordless Wednesday – 6/4/14

4 Jun

National Running Day!
20140604-230348-83028916.jpgWould have celebrated with a nice run today, but it’s been pouring all day long…maybe I’ll celebrate belatedly tomorrow afternoon….