The End

Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words.

This is exactly what it looks like: some left over wedding invitations from my ill-fated wedding almost five years ago. Sunshine found them when helping me pack this past weekend.

The symbolism of them sitting in the trash is not lost on me.  I encouraged her to take the photo.  This, along with moving out of the house that we moved into almost seven years ago, truly symbolizes THE END of my marriage.  Obviously the next step is to finalize the paperwork, but the symbolism is still there.

It’s also not lost on me that Sunshine was the one who found them and she was the one who threw them out.  She has not only brought a world of happiness into my life that I never thought possible, but she is the one that can truly help me move on.

The End

The universe has a plan.  This failed marriage was part of that plan.

No regrets.

But this is not The End.  This is only The Beginning.


4 thoughts on “The End

  1. Made me want to cry. I get it.

    I don’t like to think of my marriage as “failed” but rather… it lasted as long as it was supposed to. That doesn’t stop me from still feeling bad about it though.

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