For some reason I’ve been thinking a lot about last Spring. Last Spring, I was in tears, counting down to the end of Kindergarten. This Spring, I never, ever want first grade to end. I’m dreading finding out who Michael’s second grade teacher is because no one could ever be as good as his first grade teacher. No year could ever could compare to this.
Last year, right about this time, I walked away from a group of friends. A group of friends that I thought I would be friends with forever. That had been a part of my life for 6 years. But for reasons that don’t matter anymore, I walked away. And it hurt, for a long time. And then it stopped. And now, I have surrounded myself with people who love me for me. And I am happy again.
I lost two freelance writing jobs last spring. And that was hard. But all of a sudden I have so much more more time for other things.
I am 15 pounds lighter, both literally and figuratively. I can run longer and faster than I ever thought possible. And this weekend, when I spent time with Corey and his lovely family, and they said “wow, you are so thin” I didn’t say “no, I’m not,” I smiled and said “thank you.” I’m learning. It took a long time, but I’m learning.
Sometimes, from the bad comes the good. You have to let go, to let in something new.
And you never know when the next good thing is going to come round the corner.