It’s been another month, and no update. It isn’t because I have had anything note-worth going on. To the contrary, I have been so busy, I haven’t had time to write. But there have been plenty of things on my mind and one thing specifically on my heart that has been the source of frustration, confusion, hurt, and today… hope.
All my friends keep getting married. I understand that I am in that stage and chapter in life in which it is inevitable. Fine. But I have felt as though everyone else’s story is being written, progressing, and mine is…not. It’s like a bad moving ending: one that leaves you hanging with all sorts of questions unanswered and absolutely no closure or clue as to what the ending could possibly be.