Into the Blue

I hear this many times every day from many different sources. My heart is finally beginning to believe it. I didn't think running was the answer. My friend says things are meant to be, and so they must be. Since I stopped myself from caring, since I forbade my heart to cringe things have fallen into place. I took steps I didn't think I could take. I made moves I didn't want to make. I was sure it was wrong, sure I would crumple under the heaviness of my broken heart and shattered dreams.

Now I'm rising like the phoenix from the ashes. I'm in flight. Each day takes me higher into my new world where I discover the warmth of sunlight on my face and am met by the kindness of strangers. Gone are the days of darkness suffocating me, the inner torment, the longing to feel what used to be. In a world without you I now know that no one else sees me the way you chose to. The lies you told yourself were cruel. Passing them on was even worse. I am happy. My children are flourishing. Yes, we have rough spots and yes we still just want to be a family under everything. We all know we cannot do that right now and we are all digging in our heels to make sure we bond tightly to one another. We set a firm foundation so that other people, other events, cannot wear us down and send us crashing on the rocks at the edge of your make-believe sea. Your skies are dark and cloudy. Your waves are full of turmoil. You can no longer frighten us or push us where you want us to go. The ocean we choose to travel is calm.

Together, without you, we sail.
Into the blue.