Get Ready

I feel like goodbyes are really hellos. Truly.

I look at goodbyes with such a bittersweet angle. I mean I hate saying goodbye, even when I've been wanting to say it for a while but I hate it either way. Because you're losing something or someone that was once apart of your life.

But then again... You're starting fresh. And I like to believe that goodbyes are almost second chances. Maybe if we attempt to let go at the same time we release to final words from our lips, we can actually move on, we can say hello to whatever the future is sending out direction. I think it's funny because in all honesty when you say goodbye to someone you meet someone new within a matter of months, and we take that for granted. We don't give them the chance to not take the place of who we lost but instead to build an addition to our hearts.

I guess once to finally say the words then all you've done is say the words. But... Saying them and then walking away from the situation, happy or not, if we do it with peace in our hearts and confidence in our stride, maybe we'd see all the new beautiful hellos coming our direction. Oh well.

It feels like winter in Kentucky. I wish it felt like Autumn... Mostly because it's Autumn. Legitly.