My precious girl, here we are in February already. Can you believe it’s been almost a year since you made your official exit from my life? I feel like I’ve only worn my sad face since that night. I want a face that shows gratitude for all the good things that remain in my life, not a face that’s a reflection of my losses. I know people who wear their bitterness right up front for all to see. They have a face that shows the loathing they feel because of their desperate want of heart. I don’t want that nasty face; it might get stuck like that, right?
I want to breathe in all the beauty in my life, and there is a lot. I can’t let the despair over your decision to abandon that beautiful life define mine. Gratitude is the heart’s memory. You’re still a part of my life, because you are indelibly written there. I won’t give up hope that you’ll come back one day.
I do have such gratitude for what remains – and this gratitude can be my new face. Maybe it’ll get stuck like that. 😀