you give things away, donate them, or they break, run out of steam … and in those moments you recall the pleasure of the gift when it was given, you recall the look of love in their eyes as they watched you open your gift, the tenderness of their kiss as they witnessed your delight in what they had gifted you…

Eventually…

You realize they are in your past, the gifts time with you has come to an end, the gifter long gone, yet momentarily so very present with you – and – it hurts, it catches your breath, heavies your heart, drowns your thoughts, until…

Eventually …

The gift is gone, the moments fade, the memory washes away the distance that brings you back to this moment!