About a week ago, I had a dream. In this dream Jeff and I were talking near a pond. It was in the woods, it was cool and kind of dark. We were talking and laughing about the kids. After a while he told me he had to go, and I was sad. He told me to knock it off, he told me that he couldn’t come back no matter how much he or I wanted him to. I cried and tried to convince him to come back. Then he yelled at me, and told me that it was impossible for him to come back. When I woke up I was kinda pissed at him. Then I thought about it some more and realized that he was only trying to make me face reality. He was actually doing me a favor(in a weird sort of way). Now I feel like I have more control of my life. I feel more sure of my decisions. I feel more centered.
It’s kind of weird how things happen, things that shouldn’t happen, happen anyways. I’m not exactly sure what why or how these things happen. I can’t change what happens, but I do have faith that things do happen for a reason, even if we don’t know what that reason is. We have to accept the things we can not change.