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| "I walk slowly, but I never walk backwards." ~ Abraham Lincoln |
Gettysburg. How I loved you. How unexpectedly you came into my life. How you surprised and delighted me - you touched me in ways I never imagined you would.
Intimately left me breathless with the discovery of you.
You delighted me. I will never be the same.
The past rides into the future. You will stay in my heart forever.
The history of you.
The passion of you.
The purpose of you.
How I loved you.
Battlefields that once ran with the precious blood of men committed to their cause. Opposite sides of the fence - fighting for what they believed in to the point of death.
I believed in you. I fought for you - and I lost.
Fields covered with bodies of so many soldiers they could not bury them fast enough, now beautiful fields with breathtaking sunsets overflowing with honeysuckle.
An oxymoron of what once was.
Yet - a sign of hope.
The past is gone yet hope remains.
You are gone. Your choice, your decision, your life.
I remain.
History - the study of past events.
You are my history, not my present and certainly not my future.
The past is the past and the future turns my attention now.
I am looking ahead and not behind.
I am stronger now and committed to holding fast to what I deserve and what I want.
Final acceptance.
Unbelievable blinding pain - but still alive. Still fighting, still believing.
Marching forward leaving you behind me in the past.
Hopeful for new beginnings and happy endings - and lots of beautiful breathtaking sunsets.
Day is done, gone the sun, From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
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