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So I stayed up late last night talking to Kent, which is I guess a usual occasion, but last night was different, and I guess it reminded me that I'm where I'm supposed to be for a reason. He's brought me so many new perspectives on things, and although I may never be able to get old memories out of my head, I need to see and be content and even overjoyed that God has done so much with my life. Change is the freaking scariest thing on earth, and although I am a firm believer that we can't just forget the past, cut it off and pretend it never existed, we need to except change and grow from it. I still want Mike in my life and always will, just like I'll always love him, and maybe someday he'll see that, but I can't force him to see anything he's not ready to. I may not have asked for all of this to happen, but it's turning out to be a good thing, and I need to stop taking him for granted. It's hard not to second guess God when everything seems to make such little sense, but when you get something as wonderful as I have from something that didn't make sense it all, I guess it's all just proof.