Swaying Goodbye (For a While)

I'll step out of the blogger world for a while. Perhaps a month or two or more. I'm not sure until when but one thing is certain...I'LL BE BACK. Undeniably, I will miss you all, the circle of friends we have. As I go, I'll carry this one I got from a friend 'coz this is the same great thing I have for each of you guys.

Love you all!

Letting go

To let go doesn't mean to stop caring; it means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off; it's the realization that I don't control another.
To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another; I can only change myself.
To let go is not to care for but to care about
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive
To let go is not to be protective; it is to permit another to face reality
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue, but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them

To let go is not to criticize and regulate anyone, but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more.

-Anonymous

Sometimes fate will lead you to a breaking point where you have to let go of something or someone to keep the other. When truth drowns your soul and loosing grip will be you final resort, if not, you lose both. Feels like i'm breaking into pieces...

Fingertips

I looked at the picture, confused...are they letting go or reaching out? Looking closer and seeing beyond i end up assuming that these two hands are saying goodbyes. The dark side dominates and i think i'm being pessimistic here. A simple image that traversed my mind. I thought of faces that gone by, a throng of people that became part of me. Some let me feel they're just around and some just slipped away. Once again i'm saying goodbye with people and place that i've learned to love, an arduous decision to make. Friends hated me because i'm leaving and i saw tears that broke my heart. It's true as they say "people...they come and go". As these two hands part ways up to last touch of their fingertips, i know it's not the end because goodbye means "i'll see you again..."

"sometimes you have to leave...not to go but to grow"