A hug, a touch and a kiss.

A moment, a moment and a moment.

I am finding that's all this is, a series of moments. I often wish there was a 'moment shop' where we could go and pick and choose just the moments we want in our lives. Wishful thinking, I know but wouldn't that be great?

Back to reality..

These things, these moments that make up our daily lives are often overlooked. They basically just happen. Once in a while, though, it is as if a moment is put in slow motion and we are forced to notice it. To record it and remember it. Those moments, those that have fallen out of the monotony that could become ones routine are the ones you want to grab a hold of, carry with you, make you stronger and (if they were that kind) relive when ever possible in hopes that they might happen again. Sometimes they do and sometimes not so much but that never makes them any less awesome (or intense). . .

. . .the moment I learned you would always be there for me. . .

. . .the moment I said I do then I don't. . .

. . .the moment I walked away from the old and in to the new. . .

. . .the moment I saw you for what you are. . .

. . .the moment I knew it was all going to be ok. . .

and

. . .the moment your arms wrapped around me as we hugged and your hand held my head. . .

Those, my friend, have been some moments.