Goodbye to everything I thought I knew.
Within the last three weeks I've said goodbye to people in my life that were pretty significant. Somehow, I couldn't grow with them, and the day came to go our separate ways.
I still miss him. I wonder if he knows. We never had a formal goodbye. But maybe it's better that way.
I find myself wanting to call him, but I know it wouldn't do either of us any good. It's best for us to be separated. If walking away from somebody is the best way you can love them, then you do it. We hurt each other so much. I hope he knows I love him, and want him to be closer to God. I didn't bring him closer to Him, so, if I love him, and I do, I do what's right for him. I need to honor and respect him as my brother in Christ. Maybe another day, maybe another day we can be...but maybe not. I do miss his friendship terribly.
Along with him, many friendships have ended. The season has passed and it feels right. I'm not clinging to sorta-kindas anymore. I can't cling. I finally feel like there are people in my life who want to grow. I pray for my old friends. I pray that maybe we'll meet again. And I can be better. I can be better for us all.
