I'd known enough people for every minute of the day, and yet still didn't have anyone as my two a.m.

Sometimes. It was a good escape. Until, you know, it wasn‟t.

When I pictured myself, it was always like just an outline in a colouring book, with the inside not yet completed.

When you have a kid, you sign on for the whole package: good, bad, everything in between. you can't just dip in and out, picking and choosing the parts you want and quitting when it's not perfect.

As for me, I was just trying to get it right, whatever that means. But now I finally felt I was on my way. Everyone had a forever, but given a choice, this would be mine. The one that began in this moment, with Wes, in a kiss that took my breath away, then gave it back - leaving meastounded, amazed and most of all, alive.

Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did.

It takes so little to change everything. If you really thought about it, it would scare you to death.