Today is the anniversary of "plan B"...I cannot believe a whole year has passed and yet at the same time it feels like a lifetime ago...like in so many ways I was an entirely different person than I am today.
Sometimes I worry that I'm not really handling it...almost as if I'm shoving my dreams in a corner for the sake of survival and I just have myself fooled when by thinking I'm okay...that one morning I will wake up and it won't be okay and I'll have denied myself of the family I dearly wanted.
On the other hand I see it working out...I can see reasons why it all happened the way it did...why my family is destined to be Sean and Mac.
And I am happy.
I have goals, I have my family and friends, and I have love. I'm a damn lucky girl.
So here's to another year of "plan B"...I think that, ultimately, one of the more painful days in my life will be one worth celebrating.
