Moving On
If you're reading this there's gonna come a day
When you move on and find someone else and that's okay
Just remember this I'm in a better place
Where soldiers live in peace and angels sing "Amazing Grace"
If You're Reading This-Tim McGraw
Almost sixteen months had passed since the intervention and Heather was busy packing up her house. Even at her lowest point, she had not allowed her grief affect her work and it had paid off. Her company had decided to expand its operations and open a new factory in Florida. The brunette had been promoted and was being transferred down to St. Petersburg to run the plant. It was a very big promotion and she knew that it was the best way to let go and truly move on with her life.
As she began pulling things off of the refrigerator to pack into boxes, Heather was surprised when she felt an envelope under her fingertips. Picking it up, her eyes widened in shock when she saw the handwriting that spelled out her name and address. She realized that this letter must have been up there since around the time that James had died and was simply lost in the confusion. Taking a deep breath, Heather sat down to read her husband's last words to her.
Dear Heather,
As I sit here trying to write this, I find myself at a loss for words, for if this letter is in your hands, then I wasn't able to come home to you. All I can do is tell you how much I love you and no matter what happens, that will never change. Now that I've said this, I want you to move on and let me go. Although I can no longer be there for you, I know that there is someone that loves you just as much as I do and has loved you longer than we've known each other. Since I can't be there and must watch over you from Heaven, I can think of no one better than him for you to move on with your life with. Never doubt how much I love you, but I am gone and I can't stand the thought of you being alone. Let me go, Heather, and for my sake, let yourself love again.
Love Always,
James
Heather wiped the tears from her face as she carefully refolded the letter. She knew that the movers would be there soon to load everything she owned into their trucks to be transported to her new home in Florida. Standing up, the brunette walked into the living room and spotted the boxes marked for her bedroom. She hadn't closed or sealed them yet, so it only took her a minute to find her jewelry box. Folding the envelope, Heather tucked it into the bottom drawer. As she closed it, she could see her wedding ring gleaming from her finger. Taking a deep breath, she slid it from her finger and put it into the box before grapping the packing tape to seal everything she had loaded into the containers.
Heather had just taped off the last box when the doorbell rang. A smile crossed her face at the sight of so many of her friends in front of her with a pair of U-Hauls in the driveway. Stu had made the arrangements, and she would be staying with Michelle until Friday when she would spend the weekend with her friends on the road during the Smackdown tour. Heather was undecided about the prospect of looking for someone new yet, but until she was ready, she would just enjoy the prospect of going out to the shows and having fun with her friends. Besides, she thought to herself, stifling a giggle, Stu still looked damned good in those black trunks of his…not that she'd ever tell him that.