Friday, May 13, 2011

The past haunts...

This welcomed me when I got home:

It was sent from Canada! -gasps-
The past returns to haunt.

I hesitated on opening it - I didn't want the floodgates of emotions to be opened.
I didn't open it.
I went to wash up, and prayed that God would give me strength and wisdom to view the contents in that envelope.
I opened the envelope and viewed the contents.
Indeed, God gave me strength - I did not shatter; God gave me wisdom - I read how much I wanted to make things work and make him stay.

‎"Just because the past taps you on the shoulder, doesn't mean you have to look back. That's why the windshield is bigger than the rearview mirror!" -@BurnYouUpTweets

I'm gonna burn the contents tomorrow, or shred them on Monday.
Or should I not?
Should I keep them as a reminder to self, to never try so hard for someone who's eventually gonna crush my heart?
Hmmmm...

Yes, my past isn't glamourous, but I know I've tried and tried and tried.
There is nothing to look back on and hang onto except unhappiness.
I'm done being unhappy.

What's there to look forward to?
Everything - happiness and so much more!

Yes, my sailor boyfriend has done so much for me, especially in the past month to make me happy and to keep my heart intact.
I'm not done being happy, I have the rest of my life to be happy! :D

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