You Don't Bring Me Flowers Anymore. And That's OK.

Relationships don't always work out. Friendships, romances, business partnerships - they all possess an element of fragility, and some simply seem to have a clock running that we can't hear or see. At least, not while it's clicking neatly beside us.

Often all we take in are two sets of footsteps marching or dancing forward. Until the clock stops, you look across at your partner, and see a bit of a stranger in their face. It's funny/odd, because you can still hear the music in your head.

So what do you do?

Well, tantrums and blame make you ugly and age faster, so those are out.

So...you think about the ways this person or relationship made you stretch and were good. How you dumped some things in yourself that don't work and learned really well some things that do.

You admit that you may have played a role in the music stopping.

You realize the fact that you are not currently dancing is not the definition of tragedy. Not really.

You apologize to your partner if your heart feels heavy with regret for words or actions. Clean and honest I am very sorry's are what keep this world spinning on its axis.

And you remember in your heart and throughout your cells that enjoyment is a gift. The Giver of all good things is still very much alive, and He ain't gonna leave you high and dry.

So maybe take a few moments to tell Him your version of what happened, what you think you need now to heal up (friends? good sleep?) and count a few of your blessings while you're still on the line with Him. Only good stuff comes from that.

Then feel the influx of what you'll always need most, whether rain or shine: peace.

Ah, yep - Heavenly Peace. That kind.

We all need it, no matter our brand of faith.

Breathe it in - it's yours for the asking.

Love,

-Melinda

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