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Sometimes we remember people who once shared a meaningful season of our lives.
These were friends, teammates, travel companions — people we felt deeply connected to.
For a time, the bond was real, alive, and significant.
Gradually, life moved on and paths separated.
Every meeting has a cause, and every separation has its effect.
What we shared belonged to that specific moment in time.
When the purpose of that season was fulfilled, life carried us elsewhere.
Some people stay for decades, others for years, and some only briefly.
Even the deepest relationships eventually change form.
Time reshapes everything that belongs to form.
When paths diverge, the shared experience does not disappear.
It lives on in who you became because of one another.
On the surface, you separate; underneath, you remain shaped by the same shared life.
There is nothing to regret.
You honor the moments, the crossings of paths, the flickers of shared time.
You allow them to remain beautiful as they were — without wishing them longer or different.
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