Letting Go

I think that the poem about letting go is so true....and not.  If you love someone, let them go...it they come back to you, then they are yours if not, then they never were.  Letting go is an intricate part of love.  But the thing is that another never "belongs" and once that boundary is crossed, it is very hard to go back.  Human beings are not content to live like pack animals.  One does not dominate and the others submit.  Humans have a basic need to INTERACT.  They desire a say in their own lives.  And the harder and longer that they are held down, repressed, held back.....the harder they eventually fight and struggle to achieve the independence that is within each.  Not that people should live on their own terms alone.  Nor for themselves.  But they should think, decide and move forward in their lives as they choose and as they please.  Even when they are married.  And yes, they often choose the other person's happiness....but that's because the other person is also choosing theirs.  If this gets skewed then it all falls apart.  Not right away.  But eventually.  And letting go is the only hope of coming back.  But not to belong.  To be.  Together.  In unison.  In harmony.  Not simply two voices singing one melody.
He says he's looking for a place. And praying about what it will look like.  I know that it takes time.  Mostly to come to terms with what is happening.  And that I won't sing my part anymore.  It's sad.  I get that.  But the only way is THROUGH.  Not around.  Not over.  Not under.  Through.  To healing.  Whatever that looks like.
grace to you.