I’m not always equipped to hang tough, but I do my best. Whatever befalls, whatever situation I find myself facing, I try really hard to stick it out.
I wish I could count on that from everyone in my life, but I know I cannot. Even some I felt sure were steadfast have in time proven otherwise. I must allow God to complete His work in them with neither interference nor judgment.
It makes me sadder than I can word when I am abandoned, but I’m getting better at letting go. If practice makes perfect, I should be getting good at this by now.
I don’t want to get good at goodbye.