My life has turned into something that I did not envision.
I'm living as who I truly want to be, even though 'who I want to be' changes from time to time (and I'm fully okay with that).
I'm separated from the exhausting drama that used to be a daily part of my life in New York.
I have an amazing wife that I love more every time I reflect on our relationship, even when I'm sure I couldn't possibly feel any more love for her. It's the only time that being proven wrong feels uplifting.
While growing up, I never saw myself living past 25. I was sure that it would end, somehow. Either by my own hand or otherwise. I just... couldn't imagine it. Not my wedding, not my spouse, not raising kids, buying a house...nothing.
Now I'm just thankful every single day of my life for what I have. Although there are times that I still struggle with envisioning my future.
Some days, I'm convinced I just got lucky.
Other days, I think about all of the shit that I went through to get here, and I realize that I worked my ass off - and I deserve this.
Today, it doesn't matter how I got here - I'm just overwhelmed with my current happiness.
I'm flying back to NY later this week to be at one of my best friends' baby shower and help paint the kid's room, and I couldn't be more excited.
In this moment, life is pretty damn good. I know that won't be the case at some point - so I wrote this to be able to look back on when I need it.
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"Human spirit is the ability to face the uncertainty of the future with curiosity and optimism... It is a type of confidence. And it is fragile." -Bernard Beckett
