tell me about it

I have to confess I threw your pumpkin into the field.

“Let it rot,” I thought viciously as I hurled it as far as I could. “Let the birds eat it up.”

It was a tiny orange speck in a sea of green.

I’m sorry I did now. Not because I regret it but because I suppose I was just angry and hurt and bitter over everything. We both share the blame. We both took more than we should have.

Seeing you tonight, I think I can really completely let go now. You have no idea how hard I was praying before I joined up with the group. I prayed that He would take the bitterness, the anger. That He would cut it out of me. I was so afraid that seeing you would cause all the hurt to come back.

But it didn’t, and I’m thankful. Yeah…it was a little awkward. A little weird. But I feel better for it, because I can look at you without that little twinge of heartbreak in my chest now. It’s a start on the road back to being friends.

Thank you for the elephants :)