It’s Time To Let Go

She heard a voice whispering, “Veronica It’s time to let go,”

“I don’t want to let go.” she whispered back.

It had been too long that she was in constant heartbreak.  Her guides were trying to be patient with her mission, but she had been stuck too long.  The contract was over, and the learning had stopped long ago.  She was stubborn just like many souls, holding on to love too long.  The person ready to evolve always gets hurt, because not only does that person compromise in the relationship, but they also have to be the one’s to eventually let go of the person they love. There was no doubt that Veronica was this soul who thought she could change him, and make him love her just as much as she loved him.

“I love him. I lost everything and everyone.  Why can’t we be happy?”  she sighed, “Why must you take everything from me?”  She cried.

The universe replied, “You know your mission, and this was part of it.  You need to let him go, so he can learn.  He has mentioned that you are holding him back, and that is one of the reasons why he keeps hurting you. There are a lot of lessons that he needs to learn, and he won’t be able to with you by his side.”

Veronica had been in this relationship for ten years.  She loved David with all her heart, but the last few years of their relationship was very destructive and hurtful.  David, felt he was missing out on something, and took it out on her, often saying that she was the reason for his failed success. She was an empath, so when they would go to gatherings, he would criticize her inability to be able to socialize with everyone in the room.  David was in the entertainment industry, and had to network with a bunch of yuppies.  It was really hard for her, because most of the people at these events were shallow and superficial.   They didn’t really care about people.  All they cared about was what you could do for them, or what they could get from you.  The women at these events would often attack her, because David wasn’t paying the same attention to them when she was around.  Veronica started noticing these patterns everywhere they went, and knew that David had been entertaining these women when she wasn’t around.  He would often tell Veronica that he needed to be friendly to these women, so they could get him to the next level in his career. When Veronica would complain about the attacks, David would often answer by telling her that she needed to suck it up, and grow a thicker skin.  This killed Veronica, because her love was based on loyalty and respect.  Veronica would often find out things that David did behind her back, and when she would confront him, he would tell her that he did these things behind her back, because he knew she was going to get mad.

One of the last incidents with David was at an event they attended.  A woman came up to David because she recognized him from social media. He loved getting attention, and couldn’t resist showing his excitement that a someone had recognized him.  They spoked in each other’s ear for a moment, because the music was playing too loud. Then her friend joined them in the conversation forming a circle, and leaving Veronica out.  She felt small in a room full of people.  She had to leave the room, because she could feel the tears swelling up.  She didn’t want anyone to see her pain.  She ran to the pond that she had passed when she was looking for parking, and sat on a bench sobbing, while sipping on the glass of wine that she had in her hand.  It suddenly started raining, and she could see a few geese floating in the water peacefully. At this point she was soaking wet.  She finished the wine, and started looking for a penny in her purse.  She closed her eyes, and clutched her fist.

“Universe I don’t want to hurt anymore.  Give me the strength to leave him,” She sobbed and continued,

“I want to feel peace in my life.  I deserve to be happy, appreciated and loved.  I want to be respected and acknowledged.”

She got up to get closer to the pond, and stood there in silenced.  She didn’t mind that it had started raining harder.  She actually felt liberated, and felt that the water was washing away some of her pain.  She took a few deep breaths, then threw the penny in the water.

She finally did it! She finally asked for something she was afraid to do, but needed help from the higher power.  She danced in the rain, and walked around, and suddenly everything looked and felt different.

 

Gloria Is Gone

They had been waiting since sunrise before hearing the news of their daughter’s outcome.  The plane she was in was shot down in Afghanistan, and there were no survivors.  They heard a knock at the door, and found two soldiers on the other side of the screen door.  They were there to deliver the bad news to Mary and John.  One of the soldiers said, “Your daughter’s remains were found.  We are sorry for your loss.” They stood their motionless almost feeling that life stood still.  The sound of Mary’s cry broke the silence as she fell to the floor.  She sobbed uncontrollably as John hovered over her body.  He wanted to shield her from the pain, but he too began to sob.  The officers remained on the other side of the screen with their heads bowed down, and arms folded in front of their bodies.  One of the officers was thinking to himself, “No matter how many times I do this, it doesn’t get easier.”  The other officer was thinking of his own daughter.  They were the same age, twenty years old.

“I can’t believe she is gone.  Our little girl is gone John.”  They stood by the door holding each other.  As they walked to the couch in the living room, they came across pictures of Gloria.  Mary grabbed one of the pictures she took when Gloria was in the fourth grade, and held it close to her chest.  She started to reminisce when Gloria decided she wanted to wear the yellow dress for the picture Mary was holding.  She told her mom that it made her feel like a beautiful flower.  She had two braids hanging down with yellow ribbons holding her braids together.  The picture became blurry as tears hit the frame.  John took care of calling the family members, including their older son, Steven.  He became angry as he heard the news, “Dad, I told her this was not the only way to become a journalist.  I told her not to go.” There was a moment of silence then, through sniffles, Steven told his dad he would be right over.  John took care of calling the rest of the family.  Mary walked over to her room to get ready.  They were expecting family to arrive within hours.  John found himself sitting alone in between calls, and memories started flooding his mind.  He remembered when she graduated from high school, she whispered in his ear, “Daddio you are my inspiration, and I know people say that parents can’t be their kid’s best friends, but you are my best friend.” After taking a deep breath, he said out loud, “You were the best in my life.”  He caught himself using the word “were” and felt a sharp pain in his throat traveling down to his chest.  He began to tremble as he buried his face in his hands.  Mary was in the shower longer than usual.  Her face remained under the shower nozzle with her eyes closed.  She couldn’t differentiate the drops rolling down her face, because her tears were coming down just as hard as the water that was releasing from the nozzle.  She remembered the first day her baby started school.  Gloria was being the brave one telling her mom, “It’s ok mom, you can go.  I’ll be fine.”  She remembered her walking bravely to her classroom.  Mary squatted on the tub hugging her legs and whispered, “I love you baby.”

Mary and John decided to have a private service only for friends and family.  They wanted to have something intimate to make sure they all grieved in peace.  The space was decorated with the most beautiful roses of every color.  Roses were Gloria’s favorite flowers. The guest were given the choice to bring their own arrangements to put around the casket.  Steven and John asked Mary if she wanted to be the first to speak.  They were all heartbroken, and wanted to make sure they were taking care of each other.  Mary, Steven and John walked over to the podium.  Mary stood in front of the microphone, and john and Steven stood on each side holding her hand.  Mary spoke softly as she thanked the guest for attending such sad but special event.  She continued by saying, “We are gathered here today because Gloria Hernandez has touched our lives, and has left an impression on us.  I know her passing has left a void in my heart, and I will miss her terribly.”  Her voice was shaky, and her hands were trembling.  She continued, “Gloria did not agree to this war after spending nine months in Afghanistan, but she fell in love with the people there, and felt that she had a responsibility to someday tell their stories.  We are proud of her bravery, and her commitment to finish the task that she started.”  Mary looked down for a while fighting the tears, then she looked up and said, “Darling, I miss you so much, and I want to take this opportunity to thank you for being my daughter.  You made me happy every single day.  I cannot wait until the day we see each other again.”  She wiped her tears that were now streaming down her face.  She continued, “I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again.  I love you, Gloria.”

 

Follow Your Dreams

If you ever find yourself asking, “Should I follow my dreams?”  Yes! Follow your dreams.  It is crucial that you do, because if you don’t, you are compromising your happiness.  You can choose to live your life by being content with your safe job, but you will be missing the point as to why you came into this world.  You will stop a very important part of your growth, and this will catch up to you one day.  Look within yourself, and listen to that little voice inside.  If you are asking this question, that means that your soul is speaking to you.  Build up the courage to follow your path.

 

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