“And there ain't nothing like a memory,
When it's coming on strong like a hurricane.
How can love like that just up and walk away?
Killing me baby.
It's got me pouring up another drink,
Bourbon's hitting me hard like a freight train,
With my back against the wall or on my knees,
When the worst of your memory gets the best of me.”
Last night I decided to take some time and sit out on the
deck to reflect on everything. To really try and begin the process of letting
go of my home and life with Andy.
I move out Sunday. In a month we file for divorce.
This chapter of my life will really be closing.
I mentally went over the moments frozen in time in my mind –
dancing in the kitchen with babe, cooking dinners together & watching him
grill us something delicious (or sometimes catch it on fire instead), snuggling
with the pups watching movies, having drinks on the decks, enjoying campfires
out back, watching from the kitchen window for him to get home from work…
There’s been so much bad in the last five months, so much
ugly, so much pain, so many awful things…that I needed to stop and remember the
good. Stop and appreciate the things I loved and enjoyed so much.
My life was far from perfect, there are hard times and bad
memories too but I married for love and for what I planned to be forever. I
knew that times would get hard, things would get bad but that you find a way to
work through it, you figure it out. And then as life goes things would get hard
again at some point and you work through it then too. I feel robbed of that
commitment... that life…that kind of love.
I accept I’ll never understand. I’ll never agree. I’ll never
think it’s okay...
What I will do is find a way to let go. Find a way to move
on in life… as scary as it may be.
“You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy. So let them go, let go of them. I tie no weights to my ankles.”
― C. JoyBell C.
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