|Death can be a beautiful thing. At least, that's what I'm trying to tell myself. The past week has been about laying things down that I've held close to my heart. Well, just one thing really.
Last night was the finalee (spelling?). I'm not going to say it was easy. I cried many tears, in front of people I wish would not see. It died. After all these years. It died. Something that I thought would last a lifetime. No, it died.
And it needed to die. Now I can move on and re-focus. It's time for a new season. Sometimes it takes death to walk into the new season.
Death hurts but it's beautiful.