God doesn't give us the people we want. He gives us the people we need... to hate us, to love us, to break us and ultimately make us into who we are meant to be.
I sit here in good old Pennsyltucky at Lock 12 pondering these exact words. This place holds so many laughs and memories. A place where I would come with someone who unfortunately left this world all too soon and without me getting the chance to say goodbye. So I figured this would be the perfect spot to write about what has been rolling around in my mind.
I have never been one for goodbye and I can never accept when it is time for someone to go. I am a creature of habit and the thought of losing anyone I hold dear is sometimes more then I can take. I try to fight it as hard as I can. Does it change the outcome... no it never does. Learning to accept who is meant to stay and who is meant to go is one of the biggest lessons in life. A lesson that many of us don't want to learn. Yet when we finally embrace that lesson we find it becomes easier to say goodbye. Each and every person who blesses our lives is here to teach us to laugh, to love, to cry and ultimately live, and when their job is done sometimes they must move on. Does it make it any less painful? Of course not because the pain reminds us that we are alive. Just because someone is no longer physically with you doesn't mean that they don't reside in your heart, because you will always have the memories.
So when it is time for someone to go don't fight it. Hold your head high, smile and graciously say goodbye.
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