To let go isn’t to forget, not to think about, or ignore. It doesn’t leave feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret. Letting go isn’t about winning or losing. It’s not about pride and it’s not about how you appear, and it’s not obsessing or dwelling on the past.
Letting go isn’t blocking memories or thinking sad thoughts, and doesn’t leave emptiness, hurt, or sadness. It’s not about giving in or giving up. Letting go isn’t about loss and it’s not about defeat. To let go is to cherish the memories, but to overcome and move on. It is having an open mind confidence in the future. Letting go is learning and experiencing and growing.
To let go is to be thankful for the experiences that made you laugh, made you cry, and made you grow. It’s about all that you have, all that you had, and all that you will soon gain. Letting go is having the courage to accept change, and the strength to keep moving. Letting go is growing up.
My journey of autoimmune disease, mental health, weight loss, self discovery and life.
Changing my mind, body and soul one day at a time.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Saturday, July 21, 2012
All dressed up
I am up and dressed and going for a morning walk. I have to get my exercise regimen back on track. I have gotten lazy and gained 6 pounds. :(
Friday, June 29, 2012
Taking Chances
I met Steve online almost two and a half years ago on Facebook playing a popular online game. It started out quite innocently and we were just friends (though he tells me now he has loved me since the moment he met me). I would get a "poke" from him now and then and we would comment on each others posts.
He was a nice southern gentleman, also caring for his ailing mother. In January of this year our relationship took a turn, I was frustrated with my marriage, my job, my mother, my life and we started chatting online and exchanged phone numbers and began texting.
Sometime in April I finally agreed to let him call me and I have been in love with him ever since. Today he is arriving via a jet plane to spend 4 days with me to see if we have this connection in real life. I am terrified that he will see me and turn around and hop on the next plane out of here.
He was a nice southern gentleman, also caring for his ailing mother. In January of this year our relationship took a turn, I was frustrated with my marriage, my job, my mother, my life and we started chatting online and exchanged phone numbers and began texting.
Sometime in April I finally agreed to let him call me and I have been in love with him ever since. Today he is arriving via a jet plane to spend 4 days with me to see if we have this connection in real life. I am terrified that he will see me and turn around and hop on the next plane out of here.
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