Someone Else's Ocean

by Kate Stewart

It seemed the ideal thing to do when one goes flying off the handle, only to abandon her life and live in a new one. I was a work in progress and love could wait.

I had spent way too much of my life looking forward to things.

Certainties were pap smears, head colds, and flat tires. But the feeling you got wrapped up in a good book, the perfect song, surrounded by candlelight could be repeated over and over.

People are selfish with their pain, but not their anger.

Instead of continuing to live a life I couldn’t live, I chose me.”

And so, I’m here living someone else’s life, in someone else’s house staring at someone else’s ocean.”

“The point is—I don’t believe in miracles, but I’m falling for mine.”

Love stories aren’t always perfect. They can wreak havoc on the heart and distort the soul. I’d gotten lost in love and found the reality at the end of it where I lived in the truth. Not all love stories come with happy endings.

Sometimes what’s meant to be isn’t written in the stars, instead, it’s a journey on the path less traveled without a map of guidance, without certainty.