I awaken with this sense of grief, torn open again. It enrages me that I never got closure. If I’d gotten that ‘Dear John Letter’, what might it have said?
When I don’t know what to do about someone or something, it's much better if I do nothing, except make another donation to the can. Let Goddess sort it out.
I have learnt not to run away, and that if you feel love for someone, don’t be afraid to speak up, don’t be afraid to be vulnerable. Be humble and be brave.