What is that line in a song ... Every ending is new beginning? Something along those lines.
Goodness, if I had any more endings, I don't quite know what I'd do ... And it's only the beginning of May. Of my 36th year of life. Sheesh.
A precious, past relationship became new again two months ago. For a moment I was elated. An amazing feeling, I would say. Two months later, it's finished. Gone. Old. Does this mean somewhere down the road there'll be a new beginning? I don't even know that I want one, to be honest.
The happy endings I hear so much about just seem like a fairy tale to me at this point. And that's okay, but it's not. It's life, right?
I figured if I actually wrote it down, I'd finally accept it in my heart, as hard as that seems. If I can't be honest w myself, then who can I be honest with?
Healing begins soon ... After reality sets in. No, no one is perfect & I'm certainly not looking for perfection.
I just want honesty, trust, happiness, communication, love and laughter. All reasonable things, I'd say.
In the meantime, I pray for healing ... For both hearts. ❤
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