It’s okay. It really is.

I keep telling myself that and, inside, I know that it is true. It’s a tough, jagged pill to swallow, though. I won’t deny that.

It’s for the better. It’s the way things are supposed to turn out. Yet another truth that I am repeatedly assuring myself of.

In retrospect, it has been tumultuous, rocky, emotional but, ultimately, filled with love.

Unfortunately, love does not fix all. It does not right all wrongs. It does not heal all wounds.

Love, alone, lacks the ability to make things better.

...One lesson learned. One lesson out of many, lately and many, to come.

Consider this one chapter closed. Finished.

...For the time being.

Admittedly, I do not know what the future holds. But, alas.

Love, along with being open and accepting, has been the toughest lesson of all.

Windows have opened, doors have closed. Some, I have slammed shut because I had to.

“Had to.” A cop out? Maybe. Cliche, but true. Self preservation.

Alas, que sera, sera.

Only time will tell.