History.

To be somewhere

With a history

A presence that has grit

Memories that linger

Ghosts both friendly and haunting

Sitting on a porch swing

Meeting someone for the first time

Hugging them goodbye

As if you’ve known them forever

A person who asks your child their name

Looks them in the eye

And actually remembers, cares.

The connections between people

That is what will hold us fast

That is what will keep us from falling apart.