One link in the chain broken. Before the next unravels, I will have begun a new beginning, a clean break from the past, a new start that those down the line will be proud of. I did not ask for the past. I was born into it.
There are things that I lament, the distance, the loss of love between me and a man of my own blood, a man who doted on me as a child, who once took me into his arms when the weakest link showed its frailty. Across the generations, that love I am thankful for and return unconditionally. Those are the things I will cherish when I remember him.
But there it ends. It ends because I say it will end. Because the past was not mine to choose, but the future is mine to make. I choose this day as the day to mark the start of a new tomorrow.
Originally Posted On Site: 2010-06-29 02:04:51
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