The end...and a beginning

When I was little, I used to think about how, when I'd be older, things wouldn't hurt my feelings so much. While I always seemed to learn some important life lessons from hurtful things happening, I was anxious to learn them all and be finished with them. I just assumed that being older naturally meant that relationships and interactions with people would become easier and ...well, kinder. You might be chuckling right now because sometimes this is the farthest thing from the truth. Relationships can be hard - even when we're old(er). Communication can be difficult - even as adults. And apparently, we continue to have life lessons we need to learn.

I've had a rough go of it the last few weeks. I found myself in a situation that I never dreamed of being in and was judged in a way that I will never fully understand. The result is that I have ended a very unhealthy relationship with an organization that I once believed in with all my heart. While I wish that the situation could have had a different outcome, I can honestly say that I tried my best, worked my hardest and gave myself completely to the experiences of the last year. The fact that others chose to undermine, misrepresent, and speak with malice and threats is something I have no control over.

I know that what I've written may seem intentionally vague and unclear, but this post is an ending for me. It is a tangible and positive way for me to part from the bad that is now finished and allow myself to be open and welcoming to the good that is yet to come.

I'm a firm believer that when one door closes, many, many others open. If you have a good heart and good intentions, I believe that good things await.

Two of my "good things" are almost ready. On Saturday, I will introduce you to them.