“I don’t know why I stick around to watch you burn our bridges down. I can’t help it that I need ya…”.
BEA MILLER

In 49 years the concept of burning bridges is one that I have been very acquainted with. I have let go of more friends than most people will have in their lifetime. This is not something to be proud of. The universe knows that if I could go back and change some things I would start by keeping some of these people around.
I look back on many of the relationships I have had and I can see the common factor in all of them…ME.
I’m not the easiest person to deal with, I have no problem in admitting that, especially at this point in my life. I am very opinionated. I see things, the world, life, etc… in a certain way and I have a hard time when others don’t see things the way I do. I am also the person that will do more for others then they will ever do for me. This is not me boasting, or patting my own back, it is just the way I was raised. Unfortunately for others I know this is the fact, I tell myself what will happen, and yet I still hold it against them. This is my fault not theirs.
The saddest part in it all is the ease at which I could walk away and not look back. Oh I might think about that person from time to time, but the thought comes and it goes just as quickly. It was almost as if I already had the match lit before I ever made it to the other side of the bridge. Almost like I was seeing if I would even make it off before everything collapsed beneath me.
It has only been recently, in the last couple years, that I have met a person, that regardless of the situation, I refuse to drop that match. In fact I have even blown it out so that I don’t accidentally let it fall.
I don’t know if I will fall back into my same pattern or not, but for the moment I stand here knowing there is another choice to starting a fire to watch it burn, and who knows…. maybe its a start to me never burning another bridge again.