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 Going from here.

 then

 

Now 

After 15 years apart, I am dating my highschool sweetheart.  We dated since we were 14 and 15 years old, broke up after highschool.  This person was the best friend I ever had in my life. We shared everything, every thought, our most important events. We went to 6 or 7 proms together, ran track together, played drums, ate sandwiches and watched TV, got into trouble, graduated.  He sat with my mom when she was dying and I was gone to college.  He held me up at the funeral.  He let me cry so hard in his lap that I got snot all over his jeans. At a dance.

And then it was over, and I disappeared. And he fell into this dark hole, just like he left and stayed that way.

When really he's been alive all this time, growing and changing, staying the same and looking.  And I was waiting and didn't even know it. Then suddenly he found me and was standing right in front of me and I didn't see anything but his hair so I didn't know him, but then I saw him and tried to hug him and he got scared and tried to run away but then I told him to get back here and let me hug him and he smelled so good, so familiar, like I've been away for centuries and I come back and love is still there.

Now I look back at the path I've been dragging myself down and all of a sudden the dirt has grown grass.  It's like when you look behind you and realize you've taken a turn.  I feel confident again. I feel like there's something more to do and be and that I can. And I can see things for my son I couldn't see before. Then I'm looking around for God, because I can blame all this on Him. He's responsible for putting his hands on my shoulders and showing me, I can do this.  There is happiness here for me, and I can learn to trust. He gives me hope, He told me I'm not alone, I haven't been alone, and I'll never be alone.  Psalm 199: 49 Remember your word to your servant, for you have given me hope.  And He told me He'd lift my burden.  Psalms 81:6 "I removed the burden from their shoulders; their hands were set free from the basket.  So now they are mine.  The scriptures are mine and I won't stop thinking about them.  

So now I go from here.  It's like climbing a mountain when all you love to do is climb, running 7 miles when you love to run., taking 4 months to paint a picture that it takes someone less than a minute to visually see.  But you love the process.   

Somebody oughta write all this down someday.
    Posted by BrokenBeautifully on 2008-07-14 12:51:30 | Rating: | Views: 82
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The longer you spend time away from some one you care fo, the more you love them.

I'm 15 and I've been dating my boyfriend for a year and a few months! I hope we stay together for a long time, even after highschool. :)

I'm glad you went back to yours.
Posted by  howtobehappy  on 2008-07-14 13:11:14 
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