Dealing With Letting Go

I swoon emphatically, right now, over the entire course of our years. Our marriage was a planned trip with every tangent taken and not one direction followed. Wow, what an adventure Love is. It's the trip that trips out as best as I can describe it. There are heeds and warnings given from every tongue speaking, and do(s) and don't(s) from every heart watching. Yet not enough advice on taking in too much advice or advice that leads you away from the purpose and ability, your ability, to Love. Does not Love know how to do this? Listen to your heart. Be committed enough to follow it.

Consequences are too costly when your efforts lack praise. When you confront commitment with lackluster performance you present your heart not as a gift, but as a burden of unrewarding contentment. If it is worth doing it's worth doing well, it's worth doing right. I still swoon for her, though I may not have her. Love is emphatic even in the smallest of its detail, especially in the tiniest expression.

We have had many years together and I no longer feel out of place having put so much effort in staying together. I gaze over photos as I rearrange my home and find that deep down inside nothing has changed. I may not have her in my home but she has never left my heart. I have found that mistakes are not nearly as condemning as the self-inflicted barrage of disappointment we beat ourselves with. We never really wander so far off the path that we cannot recover, until we refuse to stick our heads up from the tall grass and find how close we actually are to where we should be.I love to Love and I love to Love her and I'm glad that I have. I have bettered myself and I had a great time doing it. You see I can either focus on the mishaps or I can lay them to the side and brace myself for the ones to come. God, bless the Truth of my heart and the labor of my hands.