{"id":5972,"date":"2013-05-30T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-05-30T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/?p=5972"},"modified":"2013-05-30T15:14:44","modified_gmt":"2013-05-30T20:14:44","slug":"letting-go","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/2013\/letting-go\/","title":{"rendered":"Letting go"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Jenni wants us to dig deep again today and I knew right away that it would once again come back to <a title=\"a decade\" href=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/2009\/a-decade\/\">my wreck<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/lettinggo.png\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-6444\" alt=\"lettinggo\" src=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/lettinggo.png\" width=\"216\" height=\"280\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a title=\"she was my best friend\" href=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/2011\/she-was-my-best-friend\/\">I was BEST friends with Vicky<\/a>. She was my brother&#8217;s wife and I could tell her anything and she could tell me anything.<\/p>\n<p>I still hold MANY of those secrets.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll never betray what we had, but we will NEVER have what we had again either.<\/p>\n<p>It took many years before I even wanted to speak to her.<\/p>\n<p>She wrote to me and I briefly wrote back, telling her as little as possible.<\/p>\n<p>One day, I was looking at my niece&#8217;s facebook page and all of a sudden I wanted to let go.<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t want to talk about it in detail.<\/p>\n<p>I never even discussed it with my husband or my mom.<\/p>\n<p>In fact, this is the first time I&#8217;m writing about it.<\/p>\n<p>I texted my niece. The woman I remember SO well as a little bitty girl, trying to listen in to what my best friend and I had to say. What her mother and her Aunt had to say.<\/p>\n<p>I asked for Vicky&#8217;s phone number.<\/p>\n<p>I texted her and I said hello. I can&#8217;t remember exactly what I said but it some thing along the lines of &#8220;I&#8217;m perfectly well. My boys are gorgeous. I hope you are well.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>That was it. It felt like closure.<\/p>\n<p>I let go this part of me that I&#8217;d been holding onto for 12.5 &#8211; 13 years and it felt amazing.<\/p>\n<p>I have no plans to be her friend again. I have no plans to text her again.<\/p>\n<p>She has my number. She knows how to find me.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m OPEN to exploring the idea of keeping the doors open, but I feel no need to be the one to take those steps.<\/p>\n<p>I let her know that my life was fabulous.<\/p>\n<p>I know she didn&#8217;t purposely cause that wreck, she paid her time, etc.<\/p>\n<p>I let it go and I cracked the door.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><center><br \/>\n<strong> <a href=\"http:\/\/storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com\/2013\/04\/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html\"><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"> <img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/i1131.photobucket.com\/albums\/m553\/jennilu07\/May200x200_zpsf8349f10.png\" border=\"0\" \/><br \/>\n<\/span><\/a><\/strong><\/center><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jenni wants us to dig deep again today and I knew right away that it would once again come back to my wreck. I was BEST friends with Vicky. She was my brother&#8217;s wife and I could tell her anything and she could tell me anything. I still hold MANY of those secrets. I&#8217;ll never [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[132,147],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-5972","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-family","7":"category-wheelchair-stuff","8":"entry","9":"has-post-thumbnail"},"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5zEve-1yk","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5972","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5972"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5972\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5972"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5972"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5972"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}