Goodbyes are never easy. Even the anticipated ones. The ones we saw coming, the ones we've waited days, weeks, months or years for. For some reason when it's time... you do so with a tiny inch of hesitation...
You hold your breath...& count to three...
In some situations, we are faced with steps, steps that with every one taken we are given the opportunity to take back your goodbye. It's like having to say farewell, over & over again.
Like God is whispering... "Are you sure"...
Today, again, I said... I'm sure.
It's always an empowering feeling to make a decision and stick to it. It's liberating to know you made a decision based on what you felt, despite what it may look like to the rest of the world. You stepped outside your comfort zone and did what you felt was best for you. Often we stay in situations, simply because it seems so much easier. Simply because we don't want to deal with the goodbye and the many hello's to come.
Usually people don't know the feeling of an end (made by choice). They fear the many unknowns that follow. They fear that awkward feeling of starting over. They fear losing routine (la costumbre mata) & starting new ones. They fear the regret that follows, because regret is a natural feeling...
I hesitated... I prolonged, had moments of regret...
but nothing has ever felt as right as this farewell.
So today... once again... I proved that some parts of me are fearless...
& that I do know how to let go...
xoxo
-Signs the girl ready to say hello...
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