Life Never Goes as Planned

January 7th, 2023. A day I will never forget and yet wish I could. A day where I felt more pain than I thought I would. Not just for myself, but for my kids. My ex-partner of 8 years and the father of my three boys passed away unexpectedly and I have been trying to pick up the pieces ever since.

My grades were hit hard as I picked up more work and learned to adjust to our new normal.

But when one is hit hard in the face by life, one cannot help but reflect. Which I have been doing. And dammit, I am going to life my life the way I dream of. Traveling, seeing people I love. Writing all of those weird stories floating around in the maze that is my brain. Reading all of those magnificent books that others put in so much time and parts of themselves into.

Time is never our friend. We always wish we had more of it or could skip ahead, or perhaps rewind for a redo. But alas, unlike our favorite bow tie, Chuck Taylor wearing man in a blue box, we are stuck going the long way around and there is no going back.

Do that crazy thing, go to that place, ask that person out, be bold, and dare to take that chance. What is the worst that could happen?