Moving On.

"I'm moving on! At last I can see that life has been patiently waiting for me."
                                                                                Rascal Flatts. (I love them)


A certain guy told me that he was ready to move on, but was nervous to try. Now, now... It doesn't work like that.

They weren't kidding when they said "love hurts!" Nope. They meant every bit of it. And yes, we get hurt while in a relationship, but we can usually forgive and forget. But it's a little (lot) harder when you're left behind, or when you have to do the leaving. You had you a good cry, come good chocolate, and a good Reese Witherspoon marathon (sound familiar?).

Eventually, though, you put your big girl panties on, and knew that you had to get off the couch, and move on with your life. Because work, kids, church, school (etc...) doesn't wait. Life doesn't wait. Which can be a good help! Even if you dread going about and not seeing them, or you dread coming home (this is me!) because you know you won't talk on the phone with them.
But for the time being, while you're out, you can move your focus. And admit it... It's great!

So now that you know you can make it on your own (but you know you're not really alone), you can start to really "move on". It's hard. Because the person who once meant everything to you now has to mean not-so-much. You have to stop loving them. And it sucks! You throw your "normal" out the window. Get used to it. Find YOUR own personal normal. The one you keep consistently.

Now, you're ready for a new significant other! Not really...

You haven't really moved on until:

• The anger is gone.
• You can think of what happened, and not cry.
• The pain of the break up is no longer there. (That's not to say you won't have scars, but the basic sting is gone)
• You want only good for them in their life. You feel no more malice or bitterness.

If you can check off ALL of these, then congrats! You're really done. The best part of this is that you are free. And... You can find someone new, and love them the way they deserve to be loved. I'm not there yet. I still have my days and my cries. But I'm doing better. I really did love Josh, and I still do, in a way. I want him to be happy. I know I hurt him, and I got hurt, too. But it's all good. I've got to let God have His way in my life, and in Joshua's. I'll be ok. And hopefully, I'll be able to check off most things on My List.

[go love someone]