You are two years old and you can barely take two steps without falling over, even though everyone around you can. You can’t make sense of where you are or who is around you, even though you sense that in some way, it’s supposed to make sense. You often fall asleep in one place and wake up in another. But you’re okay. You’re going to grow up. Everything is going to be fine.
Spring has sprung, my friends, and with it – the season of graduations, weddings, and baby announcements.
Things were feeling stable, familiar, and then suddenly – it all changes. Someone graduates and leaves you behind, someone else gets married and moves to another state, and suddenly you’re left all alone, with the same job and the same life you’ve been living, minus the friends who make everything feel okay. It’s easy to feel like you’re falling behind.
I have not always been kind to you.