Perfect Ending

I ran into "Someone I Used To Know" over the weekend.  I had debated whether or not to go to this function all week because I knew he was going to be there.  Not because we are on bad terms or anything like that, we're not. It's complicated.  But then, what isn't in my life???  It had been almost a year since we'd seen each other.  So much has changed in that time.  I have to admit, I got a little nervous when I saw him.  The kind of nervous that makes you feel like you have butterflies in your stomach.  But immediately after exchanging hellos and hugs, all nervousness vanished.  The "familiar" took over.  We resumed right where we left off months before.  Our conversation flowed and we couldn't speak fast enough to devulge more about the changes in each other's lives.  It was good seeing him.  I felt somehow, that we finally closed doors that had been left  ajar, in our relationship.   Driving home that night, I was relieved but there was also a tinge of sadness for the closeness we once shared, but it didn't linger.  I was fine because I know in my heart, that he is where he is supposed to be and I am where I need to be.  And life goes on.  I've been fortunate and blessed to have many people come into my life.  Some have stayed and never left, some came for a little while and some came so fast that if I blinked, I missed them!  All of those people, whether they were in my life long-term, or short-term, or seasonal even, all of them have had a purpose in my life and in making me the person I am today.  I'm not saying that they've all been positive influences.  Not at all.  In fact, some have hurt me to the very core of my existence.  But I know that it was something I had to go through. And even though I may not be sure what that purpose was in some instances,  I am a better Yvonne because of that.  Does that make sense?  I suppose if I was cynical (and trust me, I can be) I would be bitter and lost and without hope.  But I can't allow myself to be that way.  That's no way to live!  Besides, it takes too much energy.  I choose to make myself happy instead.  A fellow blogger left a comment on one of my posts today. She said that reading my blog gave her hope and encouragement.  And that made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. It made my heart smile, to know that I made a difference to someone else or at the very least, made them think. 

What a great way to end my Monday!