I guess I'm in that missing him funk. Nothing is special about today, nothing is wrong, everything is okay actually more than okay; things are going great. So why do I miss him on such a simple day? I guess when you lose the one you love you don't get to decide what days you miss them. You don't get to decide when you get over them and you don't get to decide whether they will come back or not. You have no choice in the matter. The only thing you can decide is how you want to approach the situation. Keep pushing forward? Always. Keep your head up? Every day. Have a couple fall backs? It's going to happen. The most important thing I've learned is to just have hope that tomorrow will get better. Each day I wake up a little bit stronger. Some days it shows and some days it doesn't. I have my breaking points because I once lived a life of love and happiness and I would do anything in my powers to get that back. Clearly that wasn't the path I was supposed to be on. Fate had other things planned for me. Some days its not so easy to remember that this is where I'm supposed to be headed. I am the only one who can create and change where I am headed.
I'm a firm believer in the quote "They say if you truly love something set it free, if it's meant to be it will come back to you" Maybe its my coping mechanism right now because it gives me the small little false hope that he could come back some day. But really I do think its true. We both have to do some growing with our life and maybe down the road our paths will cross and we can be together again. The hard part is trying to forget all of the plans you had together. I always think about it. I think back on times we had. The holidays are horrible because I remember them as they once were. I just have to keep reassuring myself that whats meant to be will find its way. Someday I'm going to look back and say that this all happened for this reason. Someday.
God made this whole world round and maybe it's that way so the paths we go down, yeah will cross again some day. And someday I'll see you when I see you, another place another time. If I ever get down your way or you ever up around mine, we'll laugh about the old day's and catch up on the new. Yeah see you when I see you and I hope it's some day real soon.. -Jason Aldean (he was ours)
I'll be seeing you,
Manda
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