I always feel a bit sad and disappointed at life when I feel deeply connected to someone and I know it’s reciprocate, but yet we need to go our separate ways. I guess some people have specific lessons to teach us and are not destined by life to remain with us for years or until the end. Friends, lovers, random people we talk to on a bus ride but that seem to strike a profound cord in our souls. Individuals that saw even for a brief second the best in us, and we saw the best in them. And there are also the people who stay for years, even decades, and then, puff, vanish. Or we vanish. Because unfortunately the benefits of such a connection are not surpassing the frustrations anymore .

And in my gypsy life I have tons of examples of people I cherish so much in my heart, that sometimes I see an image or hear a sound or sense a smell and think “oh my they would have loved this, I wish they were here”. You’re so numerous, and I try to stay in touch with those I can, those who want me to, those who I didn’t break their hearts or they didn’t break mine.

Still, they supported us when we most needed them, when there was no one else to give us a helping hand. They taught us the most important types of lessons, lessons about ourselves, that will help us grow and refine our spirits. I’m deeply, deeply grateful for you, you know who you are, for your brief yet extremely meaningful passage in my life. I hope I was of some help for you too. That’s all we have at the end of day when we lay our messed up heads on the pillow: gratitude for the existence and the presence, even if it’s for a short while, of those blessed people in our lives.