Acceptance

Today feels strange.

An important date in a failed and unrecoverable friendship.

And a flashback to a year ago.  To an unattainable place of want.

So it looks like today is a lesson in acceptance.

Souce

Acceptance that the past is the past.
Acceptance that I'm healthier now than I was last year, or three years ago
Acceptance that all things happen for a reason

And acceptance that the future holds mysteries I can't fathom--trying to imagine them right now will probably just lead to disappointment.  To accept the mystery, and to let go of "wishing for what was" instead of "appreciating what is".