Last night’s dream had me thinking…
I dreamed that my ex-husband and I (no, this wasn’t a cheesy, lovey-dovey dream, don’t worry) were in a church somewhere, processing papers so that we could get back together. It was like any other dream; there was no sudden rush of emotion that sometimes comes with sometimes-dreams. We were just going about the task normally, as naturally as anyone could, like it was the most normal thing to do.
Toward the end of the whole process, though, still in the dream, I had stopped to ask, “What if I don’t want to get back together?”
Which, like I said earlier on, had me thinking…
I have really, truly moved on!
It’s not just something I tell my family. It’s not some lip-service I throw out whenever friends ask me about it. Even in my dreams, I knew what I wanted.
I wanted out!
It’s funny how time turns things around. You may think you want something today, but then not really give a s**t a few years down the road.
So, I guess my thoughts go out to those who are nursing broken hearts, or going through seemingly earth-shattering changes in their relationships: You will get past it.
As cliche as it may sound, time DOES heal all wounds, yours included.