Moving On

Letting go of 'what could have been'
by accepting that it was supposed to be
exactly the way it was
Created a space in me
for something new

Instead of fighting a battle with my memories

and grieving over

lost wishes and dreams,

Ones that I thought were dead forever,
I place myself in a new world
finding a purpose in the pain.

Letting go of people, no longer wishing they
were different than they are,
and seeing that my purpose is

to simply embrace the unembraceable.

Because when I wrap my arms around it,

I begin to see how this was meant to be.

I see my own imperfections.

And feel a sense of relief in knowing

that I don't have to have all the answers.

I just have to do what is right.

Even if no one else agrees with me.

Sleeping, all night, without a moment of

worry, is about the most precious gift

I have been given.

My children are not my own.

They are simply on loan, for a little while.

I pour all I can into them, then I must let go.

My ship is going somewhere new. I stop at

different ports.

What I thought was a ghosttown is lively

and rich with people and food and culture

I immerse myself in the life and bathe in the

wonderful springs, instead of wasting time

wishing it had all happened sooner.

Now is good enough for me.