Let It Go

Way before Frozen made “Let it Go” an over-sung household mantra, my attempts to let go gave me periodic headaches.

Once I get attached, whether to a person, relationship, activity, or idea, I tend to hang on—even after what others plainly see as the expiration date.

Over the years, I’ve been chided for searching for the pony in the room full of pony-doo, and beating the horse until way after it is dead. There was even a decade when I proudly displayed a “When Life Gives You Lemons” poster, oblivious to the notion that it might be wiser to ditch sour lemons than make lemonade.

So here’s my current dilemma. A couple of years ago, three women a.k.a. “broads” and I decided to start a blog. In creating 4Broadminds, we each had our own goals. Two and a half years later, our goals have been met.

A while back, we asked ourselves whether 4Broadminds had run its course. On some level, I knew it had, but true to form, I found it hard to let go. My 4Broadmind’s posts have helped me soul-search, connect, and recently, been a lifeline in figuring out how to live with cancer. There are definitely more posts churning inside me. I kept asking myself, what happens to them if I let 4Broadminds go?

Then I remembered something a wise person taught me about letting go.

Letting go doesn’t mean I can’t continue to have some version of whatever I'm clutching in my life. When I finally let it go, I make room for something new and different—and maybe even better—to grow in its place.

And so 4Broadminds, it is time to let go.

I’ll miss the camaraderie of co-blogging with Chris, Julie, and Mary. I suspect there's a new blog inside me. It’s still percolating—the ups and downs of everyday life and values, the love and support of family and friends, living with cancer. I’m toying with calling it, Life on Purpose.  

It’s meant so much to get to know you through your comments and to let you get to know me. Your support and encouragement are priceless. Thank you.

Stay tuned for the next chapter.

Love,

Carol