The time has come.  I knew it would… doesn’t mean I have to like it.

“If you love something, set it free.  If it returns to you, it’s meant to be.”

This is what I wanted to say to you in the car, but thought it would be more poetic here.  Now that I wrote it, it looks stupid.  It is stupid.  I don’t want to “set it free.”  I don’t want to hurt.  I don’t want to feel sadness.  I don’t want you to hurt, or suffer, or agonize, or deal with any of the crap I’ve had to.  I don’t wanna!  {pout}  (For the record, I was surrounded by four 2-1/2 year olds this afternoon)

This needs to happen. I need it to happen.  I’m not sure I can explain why – but I suppose because it’s just not healthy… and that is taking its toll on me.  Simply put, I need to stop with the lying.

But I’m up for the challenge.

I’m strong enough.  You’re strong enough.

I said this before, but it’s worth repeating.  I want to be there for you when you need me.  And I will always be there when you do.

Good luck.  I suppose it might be too much to ask to let me know how you are… I’ll wonder, and most likely worry.  The imagination is a scary thing some times!  I guess I will have to settle for just sending you positive vibes. 🙂

Just do me one favor: be honest and speak your voice.  Oh, and think of me.  😉  Okay, so that’s three things… sue me!

I’m up for the challenge.  I hope you are too.

See you on the other side…