Sometimes life has different plans than the ones you had for yourself.
At this time last year, I could never have known the ups and downs that were headed my way. I could never have known that I would experience love’s greatest joy and grief’s deepest despair. I couldn’t have predicted that some of my dreams would come true, while others would fail or fall completely out of place.
Would I have wanted to?
In the course of a year I have done, seen, and heard many things.
I made new friends.
I learned hard lessons.
I made wrong choices.
I fell in love.
I lost hope.
And most recently, I saw death.
My Pop-Pop passed away on Tuesday, June 24th, 2014. The loss of my sweet, selfless, wise-cracking grandfather marked my first brush with the deep-rooted grief that comes only when someone close to you is no longer there. I learned that Cancer is greedy and fast, and that it doesn’t care how loved you are. Death doesn’t play favorites.
This has been a year. And time will pass and conflicts will resolve and situations will improve. But sometimes you have a year, and sometimes you aren’t the same afterwards.
Do you get what I’m saying?
Sometimes you just aren’t the same.