Summer.

My second summer without him. 

I am excited. 

I am free. 

Life is slowly falling into a new normal. 

One where shards of my life before him are returning along with newness. 

Life is forever split; before him and after him.

I will never be the person I was before him. 

Perhaps that is a good thing. 

Perhaps not. 

This chapter is a welcome new beginning, one I have longed for since the first few months of meeting him. 

One I could only dream of when I was with him. 

As the summer stretches out ahead of me, full of promise, I will sit in the stillness and take stock of how far I have come in the past 18 months.

I have come a long way but I am only just beginning.