Lately, I close my eyes and the memory of our past we shared floats in my head. Memories of you arriving from work and find me in bed tucked comfortably under the covers and you come to the room to ask if I’m sleeping, waiting for me to move. Then, you say it again I know you’re not sleep already. Maybe you leave a kiss on my cheek, let me just rest, or either come take a nap with me. Either way the memories are coming up and I’m not sure why. As I write or talk about them, I feel lighter. It’s like a freeing space from what I’ve been holding. We can’t relive the past and we can’t live in the past. The present time is allowing me to release peacefully what I had within. Maybe this time was for me to say what I wanted to say that no matter what pages we have turned, you were good to me. All the things I didn’t say I say them now, thank you for being a part of my history. Thank you for being you and loving me just where I was. Some treasures we hold and some we have to let go to share because some treasures someone else needs to find. We may be apart or the process of the grooming of treasure. Either way thank you and remember you are a treasure to cherish. In life, we learn, we grow, and we fall to become the person we know.