Facebook served up this lovely piece to me the other day. It’s so smart like that.
This past year I separated from the man who I had called “The Love of My Life” for nine years. It was a hard decision. He’s a wonderful man, an excellent father. We have a beautiful little family with two young boys. We have fun together, laugh often, travel well, compete maybe a little too much when the board games come out. We love our extended family and friends.
“We” had built a life together.
And the idea of pulling apart that life was devastating.
But when I got quiet, when I listened only to the sweet voice of intuition, I knew we had to separate to keep growing. I knew we were holding each other back – old habits, well grooved patterns, lingering resentments were keeping us a little… stagnant.
The sweet voice of my intuition told me I had to be on my own for the next phase of my growth.
It’s not easy to end a relationship that is filled with so much love and gratefully, for us, most aspects of our relationship didn’t end. We still have our sweet family and love spending time together. We still laugh. We still love. We just do it in different homes, giving each other the space to discover who we are without the other.
Who knows, I may forever call him “The Love of My Life” and keep on loving him as I also love my strong, independent self.
This piece by Heidi Priebe echos my sentiments and so in this case I’m grateful Facebook is paying so much attention and offered up some confirmation that I’m not the only one who knows that our biggest loves don’t always last forever. That doesn’t mean they weren’t magical.