Crying in my Coffee

Being strong, in this case, was letting go. 

I have never felt a greater, more full love. I have been blessed with a man who has done everything he possibly can to make me happy. And he did. He does. There is nothing else more important than acknowledging a good thing. This love was my great thing. From the bigger gestures to the small, they all counted. They all made sense. And they all added to a complex and beautiful relationship that I have just willingly given up. What does remain, however, are us. No title, just us. 

Knowing in this present moment that I made the right choice doesn't make it any easier. There will still be tears, plenty. And talks, long. And hurt, vast. 

BUT

I have faith in the future. For the first time in awhile, I'm feeling optimistic about where my life may (or may not) go. There is no true beginning and I'm sure there is no end. 

Genuine love and hope always, 

Lois Lane