And it came....
at lightspeed.
in a flash of lightning and a feather fall simultaneously. Like a slow dance to dubstep. It came all at once and it gave warning but we still never expected it. Today, Sav is off on the first leg of our trip across oceans. Spending a month with friends in Amsterdam before we return to her homeland in September. To have her ripped from the roots she planted feels fierce. We didn't choose this departure but now I am faced with a choice. I can wallow in this sadness and let the anger and disappointment churn themselves into something much worse or I can find the positives. I do believe in the worst of moments there are still things to be optimistic about. In every goodbye, there is an opportunity for rebirth. This is the end of this chapter. And I will cry. And I will grieve it. And it will hurt. And I will give myself space to be sad because we, as humans, have feelings and emotions and it is foolish to ignore the songs our bodies belt out. But I will also not spend too long in the lowlands. I will pull myself forward because truthfully that is the only way we can go. We trick ourselves in rearview mirrors too often. I am talking about my situation and although it is only a month, it feels like forever. And who knows if we will ever find our way back here, to these lands, to this house, to look out of the window and watch morning wash over this village again. But everything I feel about this applies to your that. If you are sad, be sad. Cry. Scream. Let it out. Even at the end of the world, there is a full moon and a shooting star. Whatever you are going through, you will get through it. My autism is another hardship because change isn’t my forte. Whatever you struggle with, do not feel bad for struggling with it. We will not let distance define us. We will defy everything. Whatever obstacle appears, we will find a way around it because love is stronger than the rubble. If you are reading this, I do hope you’re okay but if you are not then that is okay too. You have feelings. Don’t feel bad for feeling them. We will make it, I promise.
This is your finest dude. Beautiful.