I can’t help but wonder what the past 2 years would have been like without you in them. Tears replaced by laughter. Pain replaced by smiles. I’ll never know so I’ll just call it a lesson learned.

I smile now because of the good times we had. If I never had the arguments and fights with you, I never would have learned to appreciate the nights we spent talking about nothing and everything….over a 12 pack. I wouldn’t enjoy the nights you held me had it not been for the nights I drove home angry to my own cold bed.

I fell hard…loved hard…lost hard. I don’t regret one moment we shared. The empty picture frame tells it’s own story. How many months did we spend trying to get the “perfect candid” photo for our matching frames? It’s funny how we hated every picture we took together. Funny. Funny? Are you laughing?

I’m not sad. I can’t force myself to cry about it. I learned more about myself in the past 2 years than I did in the previous 24 put together. You are…I am amazingly wonderful. Perfectly flawed. Deeply loved.

Yes I was hurt, but I call it a lesson learned.

Hmmm…lesson learned?