When we are not writing the story of this chapter, we give our minds no choice but to continue re-reading the last. We do not let go by standing in the ruins, running our minds in circles trying to more deeply understand how the pieces came apart. We let go when we clear what is beneath us and begin building a new life in its place. There is a time for sadness and at time to grieve. There is a time to feel and a time to reflect. A time to seek wisdom and a time to learn. Then there is a time to simply go on. And go on is what all of us will have to do, not just once, but at many points of our lives. Because the truth about loss is that it is not something that happens when we fail, but something that happens as we grow. It is as natural as the changing of seasons. It can be as effortless as an exhale, or as painstaking as a death to the selves we used to be. If we do not learn how to let go, we do not ever learn how to live. We did not come here to stand still. To hold within our hearts and heads the details of everything we have ever known and loved and wanted and felt and wondered about. We came here to experience, we came here to grow. We came here to learn that nothing presses us to release it unless something new is imminently waiting to arrive.