Exposed.

I'm about to do something I'm not real good at - open up and allow people to see a side that I normally keep hidden.

Just when I thought I had it all together and everything was going great, life threw me a giant curve ball. And while we often learn to swing and hit those out of the park... I stood in the batter's box, shaking my head in disappointment because I had missed.

Rejection isn't easy. Failure sucks. Moving on is one of the hardest things to do. And as I'm sure you've figured out now, D and I broke up. I definitely didn't see that one coming, and my heart is still breaking. But while I am hurting, I know that somewhere deep inside, I made the right decision to walk away.

For the last year, I had put everything I had into our relationship. The distance was a struggle, but because I imagined a great ending for the two of us, I was more than willing to deal with it. He, on the other hand, never really was. I believe that I was just a girl he spoke to on the phone and texted each day, and one that he got to spend a fairy tale weekend with once a month. And to be honest, he hasn't made me feel any differently recently, so that's what I am chalking it up to. I made a commitment to him that he wasn't able to reciprocate. And sometimes that is just how it goes.

And while it hurts, and I am picking up the pieces... I am smiling through the pain. Because 'my rejection is God's protection.' And while I may not be able to see or understand all of that right this minute, I know that somehow He has something much better in store for me. That's the silver lining I'm hanging on to now.