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Mind, Body, Soul
This Is Me
By Mona Lease
Greetings, Gals!! We're about halfway through the book we've been
reading. I'm reading it with you. I learned a few things. A few things
I've read I've thought, "Aah, that's why their response was thus and
so."
The Art of Letting Go - Chapter 8 - "This Is Me Letting You Go" - Heidi
Priebe
This is me accepting that you're leaving. It's my acknowledgement that
there's no further argument to make, no angle left to take, no plea or
bargain I could wager that could get you to change your mind and stay.
This is my subtle resignation to our downfall. It's my acceptance of
all I couldn't bridge.
This is me knowing that we don't get a do-over - not from the first
moment I felt us start to drift apart. I know we don't always get
second chances. I know I don't get to go back in time and love you
stronger or kiss you slower.
This is my acceptance that I'm going to miss you. That there are going
to be nights where I curl up with a novel and a warm mug of tea and
your absence on the left side of the bed envelopes me. That for a long
time I'm going to see you everywhere - in second floor windows, in the
faces of strangers, in the photos and memories that tear on my
heartstrings for months after you're gone. This is the realization that
missing you is going to become a second heartbeat in my body.
This is me knowing that life goes on. Knowing that someday I will not
think of love as a feeling that's exclusive to you and I, as crazy as
that sounds to me right now. That eventually I'll meet someone new -
someone who loves the foods you hate and laughs at things you don't
find funny and appreciates the parts of me that you once left
undiscovered. This is me knowing that those moments will defeat me -
that I'm going to need to practice standing at the edge of your abyss
without falling in completely.
This is my conceptualization: That someday I am going to have a wedding
and that you will not be there. This is my acceptance of the finite
absurdity of knowing that I'm someday going to promise my life to
someone who is not you and I may even be happy to do so. That one day
I'll see changes and beginnings in a way I never saw them with you.
This is me knowing that we're going to grow old. That your life will be
chockfull of love but that it's going to transpire without me.
This is me knowing that I have to let you go. That no matter how much I
love you or how hard we work at this or how badly we both want each
other to be happy, we are never going to be the right partners for each
other.
This is my acceptance that the best things are never straightforward
and that I want you to take whatever crooked, twisted path you need to
take if it will lead you toward your dreams.
This is me knowing I have to do what's right. That sometimes the best
thing you can do for someone you love is to let them go - to do more,
to feel more, be more than the person they could ever have become by
your side.
So this is me unclasping my fingers.
This is me letting you go.
"Sometimes all you need is for someone to just be there, even if they
can't solve your problems. Just knowing there is someone who cares can
make all the difference." - sun.gazing.com
The best is yet to be!! MONA
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