It’s been over 29 months since my last post… A lot of major events have happened in my life. Through it all, one of my regrets is not continuing to write as I had been doing before. Although I was able to process through a lot of grief and loss by talking with many, many friends, it feels as if writing offers a unique way to process information.
I have come through this dark point in my life realizing now that what I thought was my future before would have been a sad, lonely, and unfulfilling existence. I am now able to see how these events were for my good and through them I am stronger, wiser, more capable, and prepared for the future that I do not know.
I’m 34 years old but in some ways, I feel like my life is just beginning.
