Letting Go Of Past

I am embarking on a brand new journey. I am very excited and nervous at the same time.
Uprooting myself from the city I have lived my entire life in and the house I was born into to move to a completely new city. I will live under same roof with someone I have known for little over two years now. We have our own set of quirks and differences, but we are determined to go through them as a team.
I will be responsible for a home.
If RO system or pressure pump or motor or even stove stops working, I’ll have to figure a way out. Things won’t just magically repair themselves the way they do at home (mothers are truly magicians). I will have to ensure that groceries include nutritious food and fibre is part of diet (amazing how food is always ready when I’m hungry, mothers are magicians).
I am terrified.
There will be bills to pay and food to cook and office to go to.
But I am thrilled.
I am looking forward to coming home to someone waiting for me (or waiting for someone to come home), cook together, eat, weekend walks in gardens, brunches, movies, board games, reading, travelling.
As I step into a new world, I want to get go of the past.
Of the hurt, the heartaches, the grudges. Why carry forward emotional baggage about things and people who no longer will be relevant?
I am trying hard to move on. To not be hung up on people who have hurt me deeply. And I will. I am start a new life on a clean slate.
I hope those who have hurt me in the past find peace and whatever they are looking for. I am not even saying Karma will look after you. Because who am I to judge their deed was good or bad? After all it is my perception, right? And I am not even saying I will reach out to them and reconcile. No, I think there is no point in going back to people I have left far behind. They are no longer part of my life.
This is my closure.
