So many times in life we are forced to let go. For instance, I’ve had to get rid of clothes I was hanging on to, in hopes of losing weight to get back in them. As hard as it is for me, on more than one occasion, I’ve had to take things to the donation box because I hadn’t used them in years. I like holding on to things! You just never know when you might need them, or maybe they hold some sentimental value.
Sometimes the letting go of things is forced, like when there is no more room in your closet for new clothes, because bigger clothes take up more room. Or when your favorite makeup case, that you’ve duck taped already, breaks to the point of no return, and you have to buy a new one. Or maybe your dog runs away and never comes back. RIP Flossie 😥. All scenarios are horribly painful, and in every scenario we don’t have any other choice but to deal with the hand we’re dealt. Well, I suppose losing weight would be an option, but whatever! Such as it is for me tomorrow!
Tomorrow I will say goodbye to something that has played a vital role in my life, and in the life of others. It’s an occasion mixed with both nervousness and gladness. This time, I shan’t be makin room for anything else to take its place, I shall only mourn the loss for a brief moment in time. Then, as with just about any other loss I’ve experienced, I shall, with the help of God’s grace and mercy, move on to the next chapter of my life. Turn the page!
Tomorrow I say farewell! Arrivederci! Adiós! Bon voyage! Buh-bye! Don’t let the door hit ya’ where the good Lord split ya’! So long sucker! And get the heck out of Dodge to my uterus!!! I can assure you, you won’t be missed! You have been a literal thorn in my side for way too long! Sorry Stayfree, I will no longer be needing your services! You will no longer be getting a dime of my hard earned money! Well, you won’t be getting a dime of my husband’s hard earned money! Just like my uterus, you’re dead to me!
I appreciate your prayers for surgery to go well, and a speedy recovery!
Psalms 147:3 – He heals the broken heartened, binding up their wombs…..I mean wounds!!