Well, the last mini ride did not go as planned. That wasn't a bad thing, it just was. And after I stepped back and looked around, I realized I didn't want to be on a roller coaster any more. At least none of the rides I could see was anything I wanted to try. I walked away. I let go. I really started moving on in a different direction, right out of that amusement park. Of course, I kept looking back, wondering if I was doing the right thing, because there was still something about the old place, some part of me that wanted to be there. But I kept my feet moving away, just as all the wise people around me advised. 


And now, I am in a different place. I still glance back every now and then, but not too often. And I really have no interest in any piece of the old place in my life at all. I have some good memories of some good times. I met some great people there, some of which are still part of my life. But the pieces I walked away from will stay in my past.


Today I started a new ride. Yes, life certainly is a roller coaster. And I am choosing the rides carefully. I am figuring out just what I want and need. I am trying new rides, new types of coasters. I've rediscovered the joys in the ride.