If I’m going to be completely honest with myself, there’s a part of me that’s still a little torn up about the breakup. I mean, when you go all-in in a relationship that lasts four years, that sort of love never really dies, does it? The circumstances just change, I guess, as does the way you feel that love.
This is the first Christmas in four years I won’t be spending with Lauren and her family.
I’m sad, but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t have a reason to celebrate Christmas. I have an awesome group of friends, I feel like I’m finally on the right path to self-actualization, and I guess being alive is always something to be thankful for. This is my first post-breakup post, though, so if you don’t mind, I want to write about the relationship. If you don’t mind, I want to take a little time to celebrate it.
See, I believe that every relationship – or any significant portion of your life, for that matter – is a song. Every great chapter in your life has its own beat, timbre, rhythm, melody, and mood. It’s filled with words that give a voice to your feelings. A life-song, if you will, is the music to which your heart and soul dance, and just like any good song, a great experience will keep you dancing long after the final note is played.
When it comes to the exceptionally extraordinary people who enter your life, they tend to have a song all to themselves in your personal soundtrack. I’m not a songwriter, but I appreciate music enough to connect aspects of it to certain people. For the things I’ve learned and the ways I’ve grown in my time with Lauren, the best I can do is borrow lyrics that fit.
Here’s what my soul has been dancing to since January 2009: Continue reading