The end of a romantic relationship doesn't always mean that you end up in heart-wrenching ball of grief. Despite the reality and presence of tears, I can still see the life-changing and wondrous beauty of it all, and how we changed each other for the better.
Endings don't always equal death...but rebirths. I guess it's symbolic, in a way, that the realization of this occurs a day before my mommy's birthday. Yes, I'm "single" again by society's standards, but I'm also complete, too, for I know my true purpose in life.
Thank you all for allowing me to share. Until next time...