Sometimes, life is beautiful. Those times mean singing love songs in the shower, and dancing in the kitchen with your 4-year old son, to Louis Armstrong. It's breathing deep and smelling a man's scent on your pillows as you make the bed. Those times are represented by memories of burnt toast and runny eggs served in bed like a gourmet feast by two laughing individuals, one large, one small. And loveletters and emails and phone calls that make you feel like you matter to someone in the grand scheme of things. Sometimes, life is damn near perfect.
Sometimes, it's not. I suppose I should be grateful for the month that I got to feel that way. Right now, I can only think how much I will miss, how much hurt this will cause my son, how lonely our lives are going to be. And I wonder why it all happened. Was there a purpose? Was it worth the tears and the pain of today? Does anybody have the answers? I don't.
Sometimes, you just have to pick up the pieces and move on. You learn from your experience, you heal and, if you're lucky, life takes on a sort of beauty again. It can never be the same, but sometimes, you get to see the bigger picture. We all go through this life alone. No matter how many people you gather around you, in the defining moments, you are alone.
9 comments:
Oh Coco - hugs to you honey.
When this happens, I don't think that anyone has the answers.
Aww heck, I thought I had a good response, but I don't.
I'm sorry you feel so alone -just know that you're not my friend.
We love you.
I know what it's like to open your heart again after a relationship fails, one that was so much a part of your child's life.
I know what it's like when those dreams fall apart...
Love you hun.. always there if you need me.
:hugs:
Corinna: I am proud of this post.
It shows me a stronger woman than the one I met a year ago.
One who now can endure the pains that life throws at us every single day.
Some days are just so much worse then others.
But we also learn that the good days are so precious.
Your precious days are still there...
and you are never by yourself with the people who love you
I'm sorry honey. Words of comment escape me now.
*hug*
I'm glad you're back blogging and I'm so sorry for the difficulties you've faced.
I'm so sorry. I really don't know what to say. Sending you big hugs from here.
Sometimes good things happen in life, and sometimes bad things happen. The only thing you can do is pick yourself up, dust yourself off the best you can and continue on. Just remember that you are never alone, and be grateful for all the beauty that exists in your life, 'cause it's still there. Hugs to you!
OOPS - you don't have to publish this one, I just left out a coma in my post.
Just know that you're not, my friend.
LOL - sorry honey. ;D
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