One of my best friends is getting married next month. I’m so very happy for her as she deserves nothing but the greatest happiness in the world. I’d been pleased that none of the festivities have bothered me.
But then I went shopping for items off her registry for her bridal shower this weekend. Something about that act transported me back to the time when I once did my registry and relived the excitement behind it. And then suddenly I was so bitter at Grayheart that I had to literally talk myself out of my anger.
I grabbed her items, thought of her happiness – all the while grateful she didn’t put a lot of useless crap – and then moseyed on down to the register.
There are marriages and relationships that are successful. Mine was not. Hers will be. I don’t want to send negative energy her way.
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