I had been trying to get motivated into writing another blog. I have a few that I started, some that I thought about and just wasn't in the mood to start, and then there are the blogs that I have finished but felt that something is missing from them. So, as I sit with one hand on my keypad and the other on my mouse, I decided to take a mental break and see what the Facebook world was up to. Little did I know that I would find my inspiration for this blog; in fact, I wasn't even searching. As I scrolled I came across a conversation that a mother posted that she had with her son. As soon as I read it, I thought "Wow, that's so powerful!" So I read it again, and then it hit me. Wait a minute, this is a six year old, does he know what he just did to me? I was shocked that I got so much out of this conversation!
Sometimes you just have to move on, are the words that a six year old boy said to his mother.
Here is how she said that conversation went….
Mother: Son, do you want to play for this team or that team
Son: I want to play for that team
Mother: Really? All of your friends are on the other team
Son: Well, sometimes you just have to move on...
Mother: Stuck... Pretty deep for a 6 year old
Oh yes, pretty deep in deed, mother - and to your son, yes sir, sometimes you do have to move on. See, I thought I had moved on in my life but I failed to realized that wasn't true. I was just turning the page instead of closing the chapter, and now, now that I have clarity (from a six year old boy lol) I knew it was time. Those chapters in my life that I kept turning back to are, in fact, the things that were holding me back in my life. I needed to do what I do when I finish a book. It was time, time to finish the chapter, finish the book, and move on.
Obviously, learning from the past is not a bad idea, because after all, no one wants to repeat the same mistakes. I had to ask myself if it is worth holding on to those memories - the broken past? I had to deal with the pain in order to heal and then I could forgive all who caused me to hurt. It takes courage, strength, faith, self-confidence, willpower, firmness, and love to forgive. I didn't know I had all that in me. No longer was I the mark, the sufferer, the pushover, the fool, or the victim. I was no longer ashamed of what happened to me, I got my power back. Sometimes you just have to move on, true words spoken by a six year old boy.
I'm not going to try to figured out why that six year old boy said that, or what he meant by it. I know what I got out of it and that's good enough for me. I like to think that everyone can take it and put it towards their lives, even if it is different from what I got. That's the beauty in it, a six year old said it and we as adults can take it and well…move on.
Today does not signify an ending to a chapter. It signifies the beginning of a new book.
Born in the city and raised in the mountains of Ky. Taking on life one day at a time!