It’s funny how at times we desire change but are so attached to the people, things and feelings from the past that letting them go feels like dying. We die a little every time we release someone we loved. We lose a piece of our history every time we let go of a thing of the past. We lose a piece of our identity every time we let go of an old thought process.
To truly decide to change is to except an evolution of self that no long consist of being you. The old you dies in order to allow a new you to be born. If that is not what you consider change then all your doing is creating the same house in a different location.
Sending you all peace and love. Zaida Velgara