Well, one stage of my life has officially ended.

And that stage is the ending of the healthiest, happiest relationship of my life. A year and a half going strong, suddenly we realized we had nothing in common anymore.

Nothing really went wrong, per se... we just both started growing, but in different directions.

Suddenly, he finds himself at University, loving every single minute, thriving in lectures and tutorials and a new job as an editor.

And I find myself having these crazy thoughts of settling down and/or leaving Halifax in search for something more. All of a sudden, it's hard for me to be with an 18 year old.

It's sad to see it go, but luckily, the breakup was mutual, and we're still best friends. I feel lucky to have him in my life, to have been influenced by his calmness. This past year has been one of only good times... my only hope is that it doesn't stop here.

But, as a doctor friend of mine once said, "it's time to let him spread his wings."

And I hope mine spread along with it too.