Reality vs. Reality

As a TCK (and emphasis on the K), I felt like so many things in my life were out of my control. And tied to those things out of my control were and are countless traumas, including more goodbyes than stars in the skies, too many days spent wishing for something different (normalcy), and enough tears to fill up all seven of our world’s oceans.

As a now-adult, former TCK, life is different. There are lingering effects of things that were destined for me. There are still persistent fingers grasping towards me, wishing for control. There are aches of promises left unfulfilled. Those traumas that once were still haunt me. But now, there is now. And with now brings peace. And with peace brings tomorrow. And with tomorrow brings hope. And with hope brings will. And with will comes a tsunami.

​With all of that, brings my love. Now and forevermore, that is all I need.

Sometimes I feel like my current self is a fraudulent version of who I was. I’m so different; I couldn’t be more thankful.

When someone told me I lived in a fantasy land, I nearly fell off my unicorn. ​And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Painting titled Nocturnal Skating by my favorite artist, Rob Gonsalves.