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
