Home of Pie

So as I leave the world I have known and love sometimes I get a little depressed about it and maybe even a little negative. Sometimes I feel like my world is ending because I broke up with my boyfriend of almost 5 years and I thought we were going to be married and instead I am watching my best friend plan her wedding and calling her to come save me with kleenex and wine at midnight. Sometimes if I were to be completely negative I think that my world is ending while I watch hers begin.

OR I could choose to think of this experience as the chance to reinvent myself. As a chance to get rid of a guy who wasn't right for me. To see him for the man he is, which is a good man, but not the right man for me. It is a painful realization, but it is a truthful one. I am blessed to have had the experience with him that I had so that I can become the person I need to be in order to meet the man of my dreams. Will that be tomorrow? No, I think I already met him and he will find me when the time is right. But that is for another post.

In the mean time I have to go pack my shit and move across the country. There is no time for moping in this house.