Last week, I received a card: "Family isn't about where we are. It's about who we are. And how much we mean to each other. You're always in my heart. Happy Easter". My mom and dad both signed it, adding, "We are so proud of your bravery and strength." I smiled while reading. How sweet and silly. If anyone is familiar with the frequency with which I'm frightened by real life, it's them.
Then again, they're right in that my best experiences have been driven by such nervous adrenaline. I think it's because my greatest fear is actually being stuck in what ifs. In other words, it's less "I think I can" (go, confidence, go) and more I insist on "knowing better". If most of our lives are defined and articulated by what we believe should and shouldn't be, I prefer to challenge the mediocracy. Know what I mean? Though I trust everything takes place as it should, I also believe we give it the opportunity to do so. To let our lives happen at all. To play that small, significant role in who and what comes our way, where, why, when and how.
It means I'm often vulnerable, and I get my hopes up, and I get hurt by disappointing people, places, and things--nouns, basically. But, it also means: when I'm far away from my family and ma famille on Easter Sunday, I have friends to clink Kir Royales (and more) with on the Seine. And how I adore them. Brave or not, I wouldn't trade our shared memories for anything in the world.