There is the reality that sinks in that no matter how hard you try in this life when you get to the end of where you are going everything that you have come to know would seemingly implode. It starts oh so simple in the beginning but when the dominoes fall there is no predicting where they may lay or how far they may go. The best one can hope for is keeping their hearts open as all other senses begin to fizzle out and erode. This is what we have been waiting our whole lives to see. What will happen to us in the end. We all sit around waiting for that day. Then run in the opposite direction when it begins to come.
My Grandparents were great people with a love similar to Allie and Noah that’s how they should be remembered and deserved to be remembered. This is how I remember them so I will share their story. Bringing them back to life in all their glory. I remember a picture of them sitting together on their front steps of the house they built.
It’s like none of us ever existed. He washed his hands free. He has nothing to do with any of us. He hates us all for whoever is watching to see. I can’t imagine a woman who would shun her mates family. Painting them evil so you end up focusing on her white trash instead. The apples don’t fall far from the tree. How can your offspring be content in not wondering who this mysterious man in their life.
We fall for who they could have been. A reminder of the character they played before. Once they try to overlap the main characters it is something you can no longer ignore. There are those who lie and then there are those who cheat and there are always those ready to defy the rest of the world.
There was no way after making it this long that I was going to have my story end as a single mother I never thought as I was working on my vision board at 36 that it was possible for it all to change.
Who do you trust? Who do you move to when the rest of the World closes their doors on you and turn off all the lights. Some of us are lucky enough to be blessed with a family that no matter what will always have our backs. When push comes to shove they will be…
If no life is perfect should we give up on trying. It is the dance that counts and the seemingly effortless way you make all the chaos feel like magic. It is knowing and accepting that although each day is filled with promise there will always be those days that never seem just right.
“If you love someone, set them free. If they come back, they’re yours; if they don’t, they never were.”
So if living is not about the definition but about the experience does that mean that we are all missing the point? To enjoy life and all it’s candor while accepting the ebbs and flows as they come. I imagine infinite sorrow and the feeling of heartbreak. The only true cure is no cure at all. That you can only move forward with the grief in your heart but a new song on your lips.
There is no denying the emotional turbulence that was my weekend. Could have been the full moon. Maybe it is just what I have always said. There needs to be ups to go with the downs. If this is what the downs feel like then sign me up for the rest of my life. If…