I hope you learn what it means to let go.
I hope you learn to trust the freefall, to dive off the ledge of certainty and into the waters of the unknown, allowing its waves to rush over you like wildfire, igniting something within your veins that propels you to move forward, with no chance of looking back.
I hope you learn that you don’t need someone else’s permission to let go. I hope you understand that closure is not always guaranteed and sometimes you need to accept the apology you never received. I hope you know that many questions will go unanswered and I hope you allow these things to just be.
I hope you are prepared for the pain that will come back to greet you like an old friend just when you thought you were on your way to healed, and I hope you let it in. I pray that you understand this isn’t a setback but all part of the process of letting go.
I hope you let the memories, both the good and the bad, to embrace you and tear you apart all at once. Don’t suppress anything. Don’t push it all away. Welcome these relics of your past into your space and sit with everything you’re feeling.
I hope you realize you’re allowed to be happy without them, without the life you pictured yourself living. I hope you find beauty in grace and in not getting what you always thought you needed.
I hope you find lessons in the chaos or at least some peace in knowing that you can get through this. I hope you find resilience in your steps, in your heartbeat, the very bones that are keeping you standing. I hope you find that you can reroute your life and find happiness in the unexpected, in the things you never even knew you needed.
Mostly, though, I hope you realize that maybe letting go isn’t supposed to be easy.
(The most important things never are.)