Two years ago, something major happened in my life. Today, after Pilates and a manicure, after some work and returning emails and reading a great new book I found, I wanted to be quiet for a bit, and just let the events of the past two years wash over me.
I realized I’m happy to be here.
I realized I’m happier to be free of whatever was holding me back.
I realized I’m so grateful for my life that I could cry sometimes, at how fragile our existence is, and how seldom people seem to be in touch with that fact.
I realized that it’s not up to me what they know or don’t know. I just hope they know someday.
And I realized that whatever happens tomorrow, it’s gonna be cake compared to where I’ve been.