Old hatchets buried, things talked through, sorted. That infectious, all pervading sore finally healed. Forgiven and forgotten, for all those concerned, forever. A sense of liberation. The freedom to move on, to move forward along more fronts than one.
For the first time, there's an honest wish to let go, to move on and not hold self back. Difficult yes, impossible no. For if its easy and doable for one, then there's no reason why it shouldn't be so for the other. Its been way too long anyway. The winds of change finally seem to be blowing... there's something new and fresh in the offing, and this time it won't be passed by with eyes closed..