Twice in the last 20 years, I’ve been faced with the harrowing decision of letting go of forever.
The first time was not so much a choice as my Dad lost his battle with stage IV lung cancer just 8 months after being diagnosed.
The second time was a choice all of my own volition. I chose to end my marriage. There were a lot of factors at play, but ultimately when love and trust are gone then the best decision is to walk away. I walked away.
A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to attend the celebration of life for someone that I hardly knew yet impacted my life greatly.