The Long Goodbye.

Tick tock

Tick tock

Hickory dock,

Time moving slowly

Time moving fastly,

In the blink of an eye lid

Flashing before your eyes.

Knowing for a long time

the love affair had ended,

The passion had begun to wane.

Seeing the irritations,

The annoyances and habits,

The excuses….

Rather than the potential and possibilities.

Knowing on some level

It had begun to come to an end.

But not being quite sure if and when,

Knowing on some fundamental deep level, the writing was on the wall.

And not being able to admit that,

Or voice it for a long time.

Until the question began to emerge

Day after day,

Week after week,

Month after month,

Is this sustainable?

Is this sustaining me?

Is it nurturing me?

Is this relationship,

This love affair bringing

The best out of me?

And quietly, eventually more and more loudly,

Th answer and voice that emerged was ‘No it’s not’.

The time where remaining enclosed, claustrophobic,

Tired on some level became too much, too painful to bare.

And one day the butterfly

And its wings began to emerge,

To crack through the imposed restrictions,

the self-imposed expectations and excuses,

And the butterfly spread her wings.

She flapped them faster and louder until she began to lift and fly.

She looked down and began to breathe the cool air in,

She began to see the picture for what it was now.

She gained perspective, looking back,

Back into the now.

Being thankful for all that had gone before,

All that was now,

And all that was to come.

Thankful for the love affairs,

The memories, the passion,

The stories,

The laughter and tears,

The ups and downs,

The successes and disappointments,

The cycle of life.

The long goodbye had reached its finale,

Its climax…..

And she knew, all was well with the world

She had left a legacy.