Letting Go

As the Serenity Prayer goes: “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference” I’m no good at step one. Or step three, I guess. I’m having one of those weeks where I’m missing two past friends awfully. And I’m not quite at the stage where I can let them go. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not stalking their FB pages (the fact neither of them has one is not the point here). I’m just missing what was and what, in my mind, could have been.

How do you let go of people you don’t want to let go of? How do you accept someone doesn’t want your friendship anymore? How do you understand the non-understandable? What do you when you want to fight for something, someone, but you’re the only one in the arena?

After the jump is a poem that remind me of, well, me.

‘The Yipiyuk’ by Shel Silverstein

In the swamplands long ago,
Where the weeds and mudglumps grow,
A Yipiyuk bit on my toe…
Exactly why I do not know.
I kicked and cried
And hollered “Oh”—
The Yipiyuk would not let go.
I whispered to him soft and low—
The Yipiyuk would not let go.
I shouted “Stop,” “Desist” and “Whoa”—
The Yipiyuk would not let go.
Yes, it was sixteen years ago,
The Yipiyuk still won’t let go.
The snow may fall,
The winds may blow—
The Yipiyuk will not let go.
The snow may melt,
The grass may grow—
The Yipiyuk will not let go.
I drag him ‘round each place I go.
This Yipiyuk that won’t let go.
And now my child at last you know
Exactly why I walk so slow.

(I’m the Yipiyuk)

(image: weheartit.com)

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