I don’t remember the details, but I remember the feeling. The feeling always comes with this urge to hold on and it’s followed by words that tell me to let go. The day he left was the same day I let the dream of us die. When he left he took a part of me that I will never get back but no one said that the price you pay for lessons learned didn’t come at a price. If in closing the door to my pain, it opened the door to my purpose then I could only assume that nothing ever went right because it wasn’t right.

Loving and leaving don’t go together. Neither did we.

This episode is also available as a blog post: http://bossbabeliving.home.blog/2021/01/11/better-as-a-memory-than-as-my-man/