I've found that sometimes, having something or someone from the past pop up unexpectedly helps show us where our hearts really stand. Most likely I have to smile, nod, my head, and leave it in the past, but it acts as a mirror of my present-day condition.
I've been going through some really challenging times lately, and even though my ex-husband never spoke to me after the divorce, other things cross my path that remind me of him--songs, people, events. An old friend of mine and I talked the other day and she was showing off a beautiful ring her husband had bought her to celebrate a milestone in their lives. She was telling me she's still trying to get used to it on her finger, and I was teasing her, putting on my best Paris Hilton-type voice and saying, "Oh my stars, whatever will I do, THIS HUGE OL' DIAMOND KEEPS BRUSHING AGAINST MY FINGERS!!"
And we both burst into laughter. I told her, "Hey, Haters Gonna Hate."
Not so long ago, all of that would have really sunk me into a pit of depression (not because of a ring, but because she has a faithful husband who adores her even after many years together.) But I was surprised that all of these encounters didn't bother me nearly as much as it used to. It stung, sure... but it also made me realize how ready I am to keep moving on.
I now thank God for these types of events in my life, because I know they're like a series of "progress reports", showing me how far He's carried me... and that there is still something ahead to look forward to. (I hope.)