The Funeral that Saved a Life

Moving-On-Quotes-0085-87-6Well it’s done. The first time I had to see my ex since the heart-wrenching, disrespectful break-up. And, I am so proud of myself! I felt no pangs of lust or desire and I even “congratulated” his new bride. It was a moment I had not expected to come, but we were face-to-face and so I held my head high, reached out to catch her attention and congratulated her with full sincerity. I could tell by her expression that she was very wary, and that’s okay. We had a harsh introduction to this new relationship status we both shockingly found ourselves in. I take responsibility for my actions and the subsequent fears they arose for her. But now, I don’t feel afraid about what if I bump into her? What if I bump into him? It’s done. That frightening milestone for the future has passed. And we can all go on with our lives. Closure, damn it feels good!

☀ ☀ ☀ ☀ ☀

For more on our story and my road to healing you can read these previous posts:

Dream Reader You’re My Dream Weaver

Flirting With Disaster

Our Song: Then and Now

I’m Pathetic and I Know It

There are others scattered about, you can find them in my Thoughts Treasury and from time to time others may flow onto this page. After spending twelve years together and a never-saw-it-coming end (and considering how ugly it actually got), I wouldn’t be surprised if things come up from time to time. However, I am mostly healed and I have certainly moved on. Yay me!

3 thoughts on “The Funeral that Saved a Life

  1. Sounds like a great chapter in the continuation of life- congratulations on your show of true good character and -though sounds still hard it also sounds like you are in a good place! Carry on 🙂

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