Goodbyes I have to let go.
I could continue to randomly spout about my first two years of independent adult life devoid of any sense of reality, bearing planetarily proportioned responsibilities without the shoulders of Atlas to carry them, the unresolved bitter anger and resentment, near-death experience ... but at this point in time I must let go.
The experiences of those two years did profoundly contribute to who I have become, my emotional and spiritual evolution. It was my 40 years wandering in the desert.
I now metaphorically speaking stand at the threshold of a new jungle, unknown and foreboding but heading away from the wreckage left behind by the tornado that I, and some of my colleagues, managed to weather.
I wandered that jungle for another two years. It was a journey I valued and I will share with you soon.
I also need to learn to forgive the only man I have ever hated with a passion, not for his sake, but for mine.
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