UN-Regretfully Yours,

Dear {please insert name},

How’ve you been? Me, it’s been rough, but I’m arriving. So much has changed in me from then to now. I know that change is a sign of completing life lessons. You were one learned early and I retained that baggage for my life’s diploma. Thanks.

I must be honest, at time’s I still feel mad at you. You breached our contract, but I’m not surprised. I never hired you for mental digression, I thought I gained a partner but you deviated us from that course. Even after a few suspensions, you still had to be fired. I know now you never wanted the job, or you’d have appreciated the position for the value it held.

When you met me I was a plain field of adventure, but after our departure my surface had been refaced. You definitely weren’t the same going in and out of the union, but who knew one could have the power to deaden a blooming bulb that they once desired to pick. So many gardens to trample on and you chose to interrupt the growth of my flowers. I just thank god my roots were deep enough to reproduce its beauty after my season of winter had passed.

I was never really big on Colorado, but having had you in my life created my own Rocky Mountains. I’ve been doing a lot climbing lately, but just know it’s making me stronger. As I work my way to the top, I see the defeat of my accomplishments beneath me. Although it didn’t come with ease, I appreciate it more for overcoming the battle I took to get here.

I hope all is well for you, because I’d hate to see you wading in your own destruction. I’d never wish your tornado on my worst enemy, but I wouldn’t trade the whirlwind of my experience for the world. I just know now, that I must build my house with stronger foundation, so that even the biggest storm couldn’t destroy its base.

Not much more to say from here, my words to you are a privilege, and the few I’ve just rewarded you with truly were never earned. Just stopping through to say thanks. You helped me shed my naive interior. And in truth... now I know better. I’m now more selective, and quite objective when I’m choosing my additions. Pain is not a habit I intend to repeat. Thanks for helping me grasp that truth.

UN-Regretfully Yours,
Alaina
© A.L. Lewis