Goodbye Yesterday.

You can’t say I didn’t try.

I’ve repainted all the rooms and there are new quilts on every single bed. I’ve removed curtains, changed up the art work and bought new pillows and towels. Other than buying new furniture or moving, I’m not sure what more I can do.

And still..there are times when I walk through that front door and the absence of my kids is so tangible I could tumble into the void they left behind.

Moping over a rum and coke in the glow of our Christmas tree, I struggled to corral my emotions.  I pondered the presence of “yesterdays” in my mind…those I want to relive and those I wish I could forget. The only thing both have in common is that there is literally no going back.

Life is constantly evolving into new phases, and let’s face it..our wellbeing is dependent on our ability to let go of what was, accept what is and regenerate ourselves in the soil (or manure) of our new circumstances.

It’s really that hard..

and that simple.