On Blinking.

The last month of my life has been made up of a series of moments that have left me speechless, excited and completely in love with life. And it all started with a blink.

One moment I was living my usual life of safety nets and habits. I had a carefully choreographed life that, while it wasn't a sad life in the least, it certainly wasn't anything near the standards I had set for myself as a child. And if you ask me, those are some of the most genuine standards one will ever have; you developed them before you knew how to be insecure and scared. And despite my living in routines and habits, one spontaneous moment took hold and that was it. In one world shaking blink everything changed, and I couldn't possibly imagine ever being happier.

I blinked and he said the words I had been waiting to hear.

I blinked and he was standing there in front of me.

I blinked and his life was a part of mine, and mine was a part of his.

I couldn't have predicted the beautiful stream of events that took place, nor would I have believed you if you had told me it would happen. This is my life. I'm still having a hard time believing it, but I'm incredibly grateful for it all the same.

Sometimes all it takes to turn your world around can happen in the time it takes to blink.

Man, I love blinking.