Far, Far Better Things...

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I could not have said it better myself.  The hope that the best is yet to come is what keeps us going.  Knowing when to let go and move on will make you a much happier individual.  I have always been, and always will be, a sensitive human being.  It isn't because I take things too personal.  It isn't because I take things too seriously.  I just feel too many feelings.  I  always expect the very best in people.  I simply cannot accept any less. 

Despite this very public blog, I am a very private person.  Yes, I am an extrovert.  Yes, I am a social butterfly.  Yes, I would most likely put Chatty Cathy to shame.  However, a part of me believes that certain issues, certain situations, certain events, are best kept to myself.  So, on those rare occasions when someone finally makes it past those barriers, my heart expands just a tiny bit.  It gives me hope.  I shine just a little brighter.  However, ultimately, in the end I am always left disappointed.  Again, it must be my very high expectations. Expectations that individuals always fail to live up to.

I lost someone very dear to me.  I lost someone whom I loved.  I didn't think I could talk about it, about how I felt, about how devastated I was.  Yet, going against all my better judgement I did.  What did I get in return?  A phone call?  Nope.  An e-mail?  Nope.  A text message?  Nope.  For 16 days all I have to show is silence.  Silence.  It is true what they say; the silence is answer enough.

When the sun goes down and the stars come out, I find myself struggling with what I should do next.  Nothing.  I will do nothing.  It is like C.S. Lewis has said, "There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind".

xoxo