And although I didn’t know at the time, I was lingering. Have your eyes lingered on a photo remembering a special moment or person? Have you ever finished reading a book laying it on your chest, not wanting it to end? Stood at an historical site and your imagination was on fire as you wondered how it must have felt to have lived during that time? Or what inspired the great words or great event or great battle? People of courage and conviction created something that moved generations, and could still touch that solo visitor so many years after the event. You linger there, absorbing that connection into the very fiber of your being. The moment stays with you long after you have left and appears as if magic throughout your life.