The essence of you

How often do I hear someone say, "Oh, you should have seen, or heard . . ."

Unless we are the only two people around I can barely process that.

I hear the words, or read them and I understand, but I don't really register them.

I am usually so wrapped up in the people where I am that everything else feels sightly surreal.

It's not that I don't care.  It is simply that I am intensely focused on the person I am with.

In that moment they are my world.

Long ago that could be interrupted by a child's scream, but I no longer have to worry about children most places anymore, so now I have the luxury of soaking up every bit of essence from the person in front of me.

That is my gift to me.