A year ago today Scott died. A lot has happened in that year. I was in shock and denial that the person I shared nearly 7 years with was no longer around. He was gone, in one night. How was this possible? In an instant. I fought so fucking hard for him to be alive, doing everything I could to make him happy and well...yet it wasn't enough. I could not save him. I blamed myself. Today, I know it was not my fault. I can never save someone, I can only save myself. What I gave to him, I now give myself.
I came through the worst year of my life a better person. Not a lot of people can say that, but I honestly feel blessed. I know that the world works in mysterious ways and I will be fulfilled in a way that I never knew existed. Because I love me more than ever before. There is a reason why this happened. I had to go through what I did, to be the person I am today. And the person I will be for the rest of my life.
When I think back to this day a year ago, it's hard to put myself in the same shoes cause I feel so different. I cannot relate to the same emotions anymore. I remember everything vividly, yet I have a different connection. It's my past. It will shape my future, but I will not be defined any longer as the "griever." I am saddened, but I am not in mourning.
I am saying goodbye to Scott. I am closing the chapter of us. I am moving on...because I am ready.
I am me. I am happy and everyone has said "he would want you to be happy." Well everyone, I'm happy. Scott, I am happy.
The end.
The beginning (new blog coming soon solely dedicated to a new chapter and life)...
a raw, honest look inside the loss of my fiance and how my life will forever be changed.
denial. shock. sad. pain. acceptance. anger. peace. repeat. repeat. repeat...
HAPPINESS AT LAST!
Monday, January 9, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
goodbye 2011, hello 2012.
It is now day two of 2012 and while I do have a bit of a cold, I couldn't be happier. My life has been forever changed and can honestly say that I now know that my life moving forward will make for the happiest years of my life...because I am in control.
I am back. I learn more and more each day and what I have experienced over the last year has enabled me to become the person I am today. There is a reason why 2011 was the worst year of my life. I truly believe I had to go through what I did, to be ready for whatever is in store for me. There is a reason for everything.
A year ago today, I had no idea that Scott was going to die. I had thought it, but never expected it. I really had no idea Tyler would die. He was on the right path, or so we thought. I am letting go. I am closing the door to 2011. I will never forget what I have experienced, but I am moving on. The anniversary of Scott's death is 1/9 (Monday). It's almost been a year. I'm headed to a spa in Virginia to get away for some relaxation, pampering and self-care. It will be sad, but it will no longer break me.
I am happy. I am smiling. My smiles are real and from the heart.
My heart is alive and well.
2012, I am so ready for you. I certainly hope you are ready for me.
I am back. I learn more and more each day and what I have experienced over the last year has enabled me to become the person I am today. There is a reason why 2011 was the worst year of my life. I truly believe I had to go through what I did, to be ready for whatever is in store for me. There is a reason for everything.
A year ago today, I had no idea that Scott was going to die. I had thought it, but never expected it. I really had no idea Tyler would die. He was on the right path, or so we thought. I am letting go. I am closing the door to 2011. I will never forget what I have experienced, but I am moving on. The anniversary of Scott's death is 1/9 (Monday). It's almost been a year. I'm headed to a spa in Virginia to get away for some relaxation, pampering and self-care. It will be sad, but it will no longer break me.
I am happy. I am smiling. My smiles are real and from the heart.
My heart is alive and well.
2012, I am so ready for you. I certainly hope you are ready for me.
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