It’s a strange thing when you start to feel better after thinking that you never would.
It’s even stranger when you want to love again after losing the love of your life.
A part of you screams, “No, you can’t! It’d be a betrayal.”
But another part of you, the better part of you, whispers, “Yes. Live again. Love again.”
There is no better way to honor yourself than trusting your intuition when it whispers.
Truth is, he is the love of my life. And that will never change. But he is the love of that life. No doubt in my mind he was the soul mate for that me. But when you lose someone who is the most important part of your life, your world changes. And so do you. Inevitably and irreversibly, you’re not the same person you were. And now I understand, there’s going to be another perfect person for the new me. Another love of my new life. And that person will in no way undermine his position in my heart.
Some people only get to live one life, but I’ve been given two. Perhaps, as we each navigate this world and our relationships, we can all see it as a new life each time we cycle round and round.
Finally, I realize there is no better way to honor him and our love then by embracing my new life and finding a new person to love. I am ready.
Control, which is only an illusion, is over rated. Life has much better ideas for us than we could ever imagine for ourselves.
Trust Your Struggle.
Trust Your Journey.
Assignment for today: Allow yourself to be startled by life.
“When people show you who they are, believe them…the first time.” -Maya Angelou
Life becomes a lot easier when you learn to accept apologies that you haven’t gotten.
“When you hold on to your history, you do so at the expense of your destiny.”
So I just thought I should tell you all how grateful I am for each of you. You guys are truly my angels on Earth. Together, and in your own unique ways, you guys have lifted me up and carried me during a storm through which I otherwise would not have been able to walk. I’m confident God placed me in your hands knowing that you were each uniquely capable of holding me just how I needed to be held, when the time came to do so. I only hope I can be there for you in the way that you all have been there for me…
You want to come into my life, door’s open. You want to walk out of my life, door’s open. Just don’t stand in the doorway, you’re blocking traffic.
Vehicle of Wisdom 