See people.

When I think of someone I know, the image of that person appears in my mind. I think that’s a common process. There are a few people that I can’t see. Maybe time away makes some fade. Sometimes the person looks similar to another person I know, and the actual likeness gets blurred between the two. Sometimes I just can’t get a handle on it. I met two people in the last few weeks, and I can see one of them very clearly, and the other is just out of reach, and it’s really getting to me. I like this person, I want to see her, and I feel bad I can’t. Pictures help here, but I can’t really take pictures of everyone I meet just to help me remember them. Or can I?
There’s a person that meant a great deal to me many years ago, who I haven’t seen in about 15 years, and I haven’t been able to see her very well for most of that time. I have two pictures of her, and you can’t really see her face in either. I like to believe that if I ever run into her, I’ll recognize her instantly. If not by her face, by hands that used to mesmerize me with their grace and, somehow, wisdom. I like to believe that.

I was looking at the schedule tonight, and it seems that I’ll never see Becca again. And my spellcheck wants to change her name to Mecca. Somehow, it makes sense.