Moving forward.
It goes without saying, the difficulty to accept a situation that was out of your hands, especially, when you were unsure to what extent it was out of your hands. Did you express yourself clearly, did you communicate what you wanted? Or did you just play it cool and believe it would all fall in your lap? Did you really want it? I really wanted it. Was I clear? I think so, but what could I have done to make you truly really know? Or maybe not take no for an answer? You didn’t want it? Or were you scared? What were you scared about?? You just really didn’t want it.
And then time flows on, seasons change, people move on and out and up and in. And you wonder, should I even be wondering what could have been? How do I move forward wondering how the past could have been different? You set boundaries, walls go up, and dealing with the past becomes imaginary. It isn’t easy. So, slowly the past fades, you let go of that imaginary ending and new beginnings emerge and you keep going. You can still glimpse at that faded memory, and think well who knows what the future holds, and remind yourself that whatever happens, you are ok. And that is enough.














