I’m not sure if it’s just because it’s that time of year… a time for reflection and fresh starts… but tonight, after months passing since we last spoke, I felt compelled to wipe our chat history.

The ones filled with our daily conversations from throughout this past year and 2023, along with all of our holiday photos and videos, all of our plans and memories, and all of our “I love you’s” and the sweet nothings you told me…

Whenever I’d scroll down and come across our chats, my heart would sink a little. I just didn’t want to be reminded anymore… He never knew how hurt I was. I mean, he paid not to know, right? I just thanked him for our time together and that was it.

Part of me worries that he’ll be upset that all of those memories are now gone. Part of me wonders if he won’t care at all.

In any case, it’s all in the past… which is where I’m leaving it. Goodbye 2024. I’m moving on. Forgiving and forgetting.

So. Here’s to a fresh start in 2025… and believing—with all of my little sewn-back-together heart—that the best… is still yet to come.😌❤️🕊️