One of my favourite photos taken at Awash National Park 2012
When one thing
ends, another thing begins
Sometimes ending
something hurts
But a new beginning
is always worth the pain
Today was the first time that I had seen Zeme since our
breakup in October 2012. I wasn’t too sure what to expect, but the main reason
behind the meeting was for me to collect some belongings that I had left here
last year, of which there was something of my mums that was worth a million
memories to me. This was the base for
the whole trip and I think at the back of my mind I was hoping to get some
closure, proper closure, so that I could complete my final healing. I am in a good place, I had healed, but there
were just some things I had to ask and with a language barrier, a face to face
encounter was the only way that I could achieve this.
It was weird to see this person who I thought I would
spend the rest of my life with, some-one that had hurt me so much, standing
back in front of me again. I didn’t have
the feeling of love or hate anymore, which for me was a good sign I was moving
in the right direction. We talked for a
few hours and the thing that meant the most to me was that Zeme apologised. He said he did the wrong thing and he asked
for my forgiveness and you know what? That
was all I wanted to hear. As soon as he
said that and I answered back that I had forgiven him, it felt like a great
weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
Don’t get me wrong, there were tears, but it was what I came for, what I
wanted to hear and I felt like the trip had justified in that exact
moment. I could now leave Ethiopia with
a clear mind and a peaceful heart and know that the country Zeme showed me and
the special times we shared here will hold a special place in my heart always
and I can now focus back on the good times and just let the one bad incident
(or a few accumulated) go and left in the past to never be dredged up again.
I am the bigger person; I will admit that, because it is
a BIG thing, especially for me. It’s
nice to be able to let the last remnants of resentment I had tucked away deep,
deep, deep, deep down finally released.
It feels so good to be able to forgive some-one than to keep beating
yourself up and trying to hate some-one that really isn’t a bad person. And that is a point I want to make. Zeme is not a bad person, he did a stupid,
dumb, bad thing and you can’t let one mistake brand some-one as a bad person,
even if it was a monumental stuff up.
But after seeing him today-I knew that I had moved
on-Kenya is my home now and as sad as it was it was a great weight lifted and I
am so glad we got to talk. I haven’t
heard from him since our meet up 3 days ago and I am okay about that, which
again for me is another sign that I am finally heading in the right direction.
A moment of impact.
A moment of impact almost a potential for change as ripple effects far beyond what we can predict.
Sending some
particles crashin' together, and makin' them closer than before.
While sending
others, spending of into great ventures.
An ending you've
never thought you'll find them.
You see that's the
thing about moments like this.
You can no matter
how hard you try, control how they're going to affect you.
You just got to let
it, that impart where did they met, and wait, until the next collision.
A moment of impact.
Forgiveness is the heart saying thank-you and just some
words of advice, if there is anyone out there that you love, that you have
hurt-it is never too late to say sorry.
Do it-you will feel empowered, happier and know within yourself that you
have done the right thing.
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