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What I know

I know that it is possible to spend eight years with someone, to share your life with them, to love them and honour them and respect them until…until you don’t any more. Until the day comes when you wonder how on earth you ever thought that you were meant to be together, that you understood each other, that your bond would last forever. I know that it is sad that it is over, but I also know that it is a wonderful thing to (start to) listen to your own heart and be true to yourself. 

raise a glass to yesterday
to all you were and all that you thought you would be
bow your head in acceptance
of all that you know to be true and everything you cannot understand
for today is the best and worst of days, the end and the beginning and the inbetween

take your time and do not forget 
to grieve, to rest, and to rejoice
know, that all that you were never leaves you
and all that you will be has always been there
for your soul is love and your heart is calling


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