I am going through sich a tumultuous time at the moment, dealing with these very issues. Trying to allow myself the strength to let go of someone I loved dearly in the past, dealing with distrust that has crossed my path and in it all trying to harbour any negetive feelings. Knowing that friendships and relationships change over the years and that people pass in and out of your life is truly in evitable, yet having to conciously make a decision to let one go (in this case) has been incredibly painful.

It is in times like these where I hold my family close. Though they are almost 4000 km away, they are bound so tightly to me. If I didn’t have my mother’s words of wisdom, her undaunting courage and her undying support- I don’t know where I would be in this life. Just when i think my world is spoinning out of control, I pick up that pone and my mother, my saviour- carries me back to a stable and safe place.

My real concern with this (past) relationship of sorts is that it could no longer continue even as a friendship because of a lack of trust and because this person who once saw me as this “perfect” being, now sees me otherwise and cannot accept some of the qualities I have, that make the very bulk of my being. How can one carry on something as sacred as friendship with absolutely no acceptance for anothers’ flaws?

I guess that is why love my family so, they accept my flaws, and like them- a few of my friends- keep me in line by giving me a wake -up call from time to time.

Wow! I just find it so coincidental that I would be walking in the midst of all of this, and discussing with my mother the very topics that you wrote about today. It almost feels like I am being sent a message, and at least for the rest of these early hours, I can put my mind to rest, now that i feel mor epeace in my heart.
THank you:0)

One little worry though: you shouldn’t be using Starbucks paper cups!

Every relationship has its ebbs and flows and yes, when the going gets really tough, we have a choice: to stay or leave. Choosing to walk away would be ohhh, so much easier. However, at this stage of the journey we know nothing worth having is easy to obtain.

Climbing up a mountain and helping pull each other up along the way is an amazing and at times daunting task. The view from the top is better than you can imagine. The best part though, is you get to hold hands walking down the other side of that mountain together.

Keira, you’ve crossed the street from girl to woman. You should celebrate that:)

Isn’t it amazing how something so simple, like a quote on a coffee cup, can trigger such insightful thoughts.

You hit the nail right on the head with the following – ” These are crucial when you live in a city fueled by narcissism, materialism, parties, designer labels and a dog-eat-dog mentality”.

My hubby refers to those types as posers! Vancouver has no shortage of them.

Have a great weekend, Keira!

It sounds like you’ve evolved through time and that evolutionary process has put you in a place where you can basically look around and be in peace with who you are (someone I am by the way very much looking forward to meet in person!). Great post. *(oh and by the way, I moved my blog – I’m now another WordPress boy)