They say all good things must end but I don’t believe that.
After a terrible split from my ex-husband I learned how to heal. I then met and dated a wonderful man: Christian. We laughed, went on adventures, made a long-distance relationship a thing of beauty, grew together, and then… well, we grew apart.
I think people come into our lives for a reason and Christian was no exception. With him my soul reawakened my dormant adventurous spirit and I remembered what it felt like to love myself and be loved.
Writing this makes me feel a flood of emotions as I replay our relationship highlights in my head. I wish things could’ve been different in many ways but alas, things are the way they are… just as we stood together just a short time ago, we now stand apart.
I wish nothing but an abundance of love and happiness in his life and I know he wishes the same for me.
You see, a beautiful love can exist – and then cease to exist – after a terrible storm and things can still be okay.
This is life, these things happen. So I put on my big girl pants, take a deep breath, take a little time to mourn, take a lot of a time to reflect, and take forever to smile back on a beautiful experience of growth. And tomorrow the sun will rise again.
So must all good things end? Nah, girl, I’m just getting started.