“She let the bridle strap drop as she slapped Artemisia’s thigh, “Go! she cried Go!” Maya choked on her tears as she waved goodby to the horse she loved so much,” Run girl run!” Maya held her arms high in the air and waved. And somewhere deep in her heart, a truth enveloped her, along with her tears. “we’ll meet again…I promise, we will meet again.”
This was the end to a book I was reading to my students. I began to cry as I read it. Of course I was thinking of my life as the words sunk in. Sometimes we have to let go of the ones we care for the most; because we love them that much. We have to say goodby and let them find their way; a struggle for a lot of us; me included.
Isn’t it funny how we think we know which direction our life is going and then it suddenly changes. Yesterday I knew where I was going, today, there is more than one path ahead of me. My faith will guide me to where I am supposed to be.
I miss the arms of that special someone, telling me it will be alright:)
Keep moving forward,