I'm moving on down the road. I'm not rejecting my past, just saying goodbye to letting the past invade my future life... This isn't where my road ends....Roll on. Everything is beautiful in it's own time.
It's a big world. Life is a treasure map that will take me to who knows where.
It's a pretty good SIGN when you can goodbye...:
Pass by the Highway sorrows.
Pass the Boulevard of memories.
Pass by the Street of condemnation
Pass the Drive of Anger.
Pass on past the gravel road of regrets,
and drive by the dirt road of hurt and see it all fade in the rear view mirror.
I missed some SIGNS: Life doesn't come with a GPS, but sometimes it helped when someone pointed me in the right direction. The toll I've paid for the roads I've taken are high until I remember that some have paid with their life. Life shouldn't take you down a dead end street. Nor should you drive the same Circle Drive over and over expecting to end up on a different road.
Where am I now? Where am I going? If I'm gonna fight it will not be with my past. I'm packing a message of a better plan. You see, "I'm on karenslake living in peace and security". I'm probably hanging out on the back porch, looking at a view of the river and talking up a storm or two when I get the notion.."
The moral of this story: When one road ends Move on, Roll On.
Look upon life with a newness. Feel the clarity with every mile that puts some distance between you and the past. The wind blowing on your face removes the shame. It's replaced with love. Soak in the sunshine of mercy behind those sunglasses so your eyes can reveal the lies you've been told. Cry when you need to. Reach into a starry night to capture lightheartedness. Breathe in the goodbye/hello of a new season with expectations. Roll on.